Luyện nghe bài hát Lalala

Nigga, you betta drink half a gallon of
you pluck the strings of my violin
My is orchestrated, like London symphony
Concentrated, waited and waited
I'm birthday whistles,

out the candles, I wait in the darkness like a vandal
The of set in the mirror on the mantle
Fire place is in the heart, water the art
'Round the island of desiring most primitives stalk

their daughters, these primordial waters
Carry a feminine agenda no man ever taught us
True they and caught us, transported, sold us and bought us
Constituted and lawed us, distorted truths they taught us

We rebelled, fought us, we conformed, then they formed us
Now y'all niggas rhyming 'bout possessions
My are three years old like my daughter, niggas
'bout Alize and need to rhyme about water

But out of comes order
Out of chaos comes order, out of chaos order
Out of chaos order, out of chaos comes order
Out of chaos comes order, out of comes order
niggas run for the border

La la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la la

In a past I was a woodcarver's knife
The sharpened of a woodcutter
The eldest son of the brother
A of drums

We scraped the insides of goat
And the hollows where sound resides
Offering the we did not use
To invoke the

of the ghettos, the cosmos
The Negroes, the
of death, disciples of breath
Dissection of drumbeats Osirus by Seth

Break beats into fourteen
chaos, organized noise
A patchwork of to resurrect
b-boys, be men

Let's mend the broken heart of
Age of Aquarius, mother is furious
While you about being hardcore, be heartcore
is it that we do art for?

Metaphor, metasin, an age of healing
Why not rhyme about what you're or not be felt
Deal with the you're dealt
Calling on tarot readers and feeders
To the Apocalypse
speaking, metaphorically speaking