Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Start Rap Over

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

Carl 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.
Let's it, do or die

When I was years old,
I realized was a road.
At the end, I win lots of pots of gold.
Days, when I to have my play clothes on,
I would make up my the middle of Voltron,
But you've learned the herbs do.
curfew,
Hit the park when dark, make it stand like a podium.
Niggas had a box and a of linoleum.
Some break a boogie, but those that
Was a fighter.
Rollin' riders,
Sending people to the for a soda and a lighter.
A real cat that would let you keep a dollar,
But now things change, and it's the of tomorrow.
Little is big now,
push your wig now.
Can't them to the store,
But you can send for roll
And put on my vine,
And give them one big for all mankind.

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

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

(Puff)
I everybody 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 to do it out in the dark
All night long till the made us go,
Or till somebody's moms pulled the cord from the window.
Lees on, you fresh,
to impress
Shorty, with the hair pushed down on her forehead.
swaying, she hot,
Standing she bowl-legged, but she not.
You the days?
when crack was affecting blacks like that.
Just drink some Valentine Ale, reefer,
night go check out Star Child at the theater.
all corrupt.
Over rap you get bust.
Say the thing:
End up in a sling.
from shell tops to hollow tops.
Used to the bus stop.
Now we slide from the cops.
Want veterans in this,
ain't keeping it real.
Now, with God, we chill a record deal.
Always the good to go,
Never enemies die.
Till this day, I why they took my man B.I.
No time to rhymes in the microphone.
Take this more than just a poem.
Rock party to
you're out the door.
But tear it up, yo, start love over.

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