Luyện nghe bài hát Light & Dark

Music, music,
The blowin' of the
If you ever about it you walk in the rhythm
The of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast
Your life is a beat
The cries of a
Soothes, the baby
The and expressions of your life

Life is a song, a beat, a
Christ our Savior,
Adjusted by a
Inspiration, music
And us
we go

Ya, that's what I'm talkin' about there
You just can't get that, but this
Ya know what I'm sayin', this is shit

Groove to the bass line, slap snare drum
It's music to yo' eardrum, these back
We ain't goin' nowhere hon', keep on
From the mud to the mansion, that
Back rubs, get the body oils, pass me
Hot tubs, sit yo' ass in
And only music good, could make 'em act like that
So do it
This is a track
like music

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, from the
music

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, from the
Good

Aww man, I'm in the zone again, caught up in the
And I'm, tryin' to make a decision before the whole damn ends
When days into nights man and burn for twice as long
when my pen brushes the pad with an art form that microphones
And every county the nation, every house and every basement
Hustlers on street corners live by a beat that's constantly
The one thing basic, nappy roots ain't nothin' to play with
Every move is practicin' patience, perfectly pacin', how to blatant
My reason for existence is for all my folks to be a witness
To the movement of this music this group put out for centuries
And has a life of own and it
gon' take on some different identities
Now who'd a thought we make it happen with this rappin' in industry?
Ya

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, from the
Good

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, from the
music

Shot up in my
Deep in my
From head to toe,
up in my bones
Deep in my
head to toe

Lots of songs, of sounds
Bookoo fan, of towns
Good and bad time, and makin' up
Even feet hurt in the that run with walkin' off
in the club, lullabies to a newborn
Jazz softly enhances gettin' on
in a funeral, brought on by a sad song
After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly
Sade made me wanna do it in the
R. had me rentin' cars to do it in the range
is a beat tempo adjusted by adrenaline
Situations, God for the situation

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, the start
Good

In the light, in the
In the soul, in ya
To the end, the start
music

Shot up in my
Deep in my
From head to toe,
Shot up in my
in my soul
From to toe

Said it got to be
Deep in my
Got to be
it can't be nothin'
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', else