Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Start Rap Over

(Puff)
See, I want to get to the love.
start love over, come 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 there was a road.
At the end, I would win of pots of gold.
Days, when I used to my play clothes on,
I make up my rhymes the middle of Voltron,
But you've learned the herbs do.
curfew,
Hit the when it's dark, make it stand like a podium.
Niggas had a box and a of linoleum.
Some a boogie, but those that don't
Was a fighter.
Rollin' riders,
Sending to the store for a soda and a lighter.
A real cat that would let you keep a dollar,
But now change, and it's the days of tomorrow.
Little is big now,
They'll your wig now.
Can't send 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 phrase a rope.
What ever happened to the caddies, white walls, and
Crates of records, tables, plenty of folks,
playing in the streets, touch football.
Look, y'all,
Somebody get mad and bounce with football.
Twenty hour block parties,
on the block pissing, you a dark hardy.
Adults used to I was scheming,
But I was dreaming to one day make a hot album and 'em all fiendin'.
Now, every time, that I rhyme I can tell that you it,
Be nursing the tunes like the of a psychic.
Your mind is weary, like a dove,
Sweating and things, you were making love.
Control the so they can accept it.
concentration is the perfect method.

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

(Puff)
I remember I loved, everybody.
It always player hating,
There wasn't 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 moms pulled the extension cord from the window.
on, thinking you fresh,
Trying to
Shorty, with the baby hair pushed on her forehead.
swaying, she hot,
like she bowl-legged, but she not.
You remember the
That's when crack was blacks like that.
drink some Valentine Ale, little reefer,
Friday night go out Star Child at the theater.
all corrupt.
rap you might get bust.
Say the wrong
End up in a sling.
from shell tops to hollow tops.
Used to the bus stop.
Now we electric from the cops.
Want some in this,
That ain't it real.
Now, with God, we chill a record deal.
Always the good to go,
Never your die.
Till this day, I why they took my man B.I.
No time to yell in the microphone.
Take this serious than just a poem.
Rock party to
you're out the door.
But tear it up, yo, let's love over.

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