Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Start Rap Over

(Puff)
See, I to get back to the love.
Let's start love over, on.

[Chorus: Thomas)
Let's start over,
Back to the way were.
about them,
all we got is us.
We can it
Sad if we try.
I to start love over.
make it, do or die

When I was years old,
I realized was a road.
At the end, I would win lots of of gold.
Days, when I used to have my clothes on,
I would make up my rhymes the of Voltron,
But learned what the herbs do.
curfew,
Hit the park when it's dark, make it like a podium.
had a box and a strip of linoleum.
Some a boogie, but those that don't
Was a fighter.
easy riders,
Sending people to the store for a and a lighter.
A real cool cat that would let you a dollar,
But now change, and it's the days of tomorrow.
kids is big now,
They'll your wig now.
Can't them to the store,
But you can them for roll
And put on my vine,
And them one big push for all mankind.

People still taking for a joke,
A hope,
Or a with a rope.
ever happened to the caddies, white walls, and spokes?
Crates of records, turn tables, of folks,
playing in the streets, touch football.
Look, y'all,
Somebody get mad and bounce they football.
Twenty four block parties,
Everybody on the pissing, you a dark hardy.
used to think I was scheming,
But I was to one day make a hot album and have 'em all fiendin'.
Now, every time, that I rhyme I can tell you like it,
Be nursing the tunes like the of a psychic.
Your mind is weary, like a dove,
and things, like you were making love.
Control the so they can accept it.
Total concentration is the method.

Where's the
tell me,
Where's the
Because we to know.

(Puff)
I remember I loved, everybody.
It wasn't player hating,
There jealousy and all this envy,
It was the love.

Hey yo, hip hop
Set out in the park.

We used to do it out in the
All night long till the made us go,
Or till somebody's moms the extension cord from the window.
on, thinking you fresh,
Trying to
Shorty, with the hair pushed down on her forehead.
swaying, she hot,
Standing she bowl-legged, but she not.
You the days?
That's when was affecting blacks like that.
Just some Valentine Ale, little reefer,
night go check out Star Child at the theater.
all corrupt.
Over rap you get bust.
Say the wrong
End up in a sling.
Went shell tops to hollow tops.
Used to the bus stop.
Now we electric from the cops.
some veterans in this,
That ain't it real.
Now, God, we chill over a record deal.
Always the ones to go,
your enemies die.
Till this day, I wonder why took my man B.I.
No time to yell in the microphone.
Take more serious than just a poem.
Rock to party
you're out the door.
But tear it up, yo, let's start over.

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