Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Undrugged Part I Ii

Ridenhour -

Live and part i
Its a long time
Since the rhyme
A rough
I'm riding & givin
A dose of
Never said I good at it
I'm a static addict
No fear you
I had it
If you know
Spose to do
So I know al green
We gotta together
Knock, knock...who's
Where?
Da boom knockin
and they outta here
The dopemans at home

They don't
But can
can can
If I say it
I'm a sucka it
really matter
When the flow

But I don't

& duck bob an
Will a street corner
And the 40

bring em in
You do em in
He em in
You do us in

em knockin da/boom
Hear em hittin

I'm comin
and uncut
An
These days be thinkin I'm bugged
I be kicken it

Hard of lickin it
Down on the overground

me what we be
Seekin is preservation
A nation of
go wit a feelin
Uncle sam be uncle tom
And it comes to drugs
Uncle tom bomb
Can I get a pop
Till the stop
nat shit
That the hoody drop
No more easy over
For da in the back

Yo it's
1 wit a bullet
He pull it I do now
Cant out run it or
Or get a new
Up the wall
confess yall
I mo & I'm gone
An so I yall
Lemme tell you so me a listen
I'm missin a
If I ain't up an ass kissin
No television or movie
No thinkin
Cause I don't know what he
But he better act
Cause I'm gettin
3 mo to go
I he hold da trigga
If he do dat
The gatt iz outta his

& then he gotta wit a man
Punks up to get beat
I'm on the funky
Beat beat
it's 6 feet
Under & the mud
we go again
Another if you
was a friend
Never
As I was in this
Never again trust a or grin
From outta da womb
To up in a tomb
Another
Caught nat boom

Here go the verse hurts
Head in charge
So I better get
can I do
Break a leg on the
the bootleggers
They be stackin the
Try to be hard but they playin my
Fuckin wit
But I'm duckin in the
Been straight since 78
I wanna I don't wanna be late
I em comin at me
fast & ruff
Aint a bitch & test for the tuff
it
Without a
I live without it

Live and undrugged ii
Rhymer in a
Say u wanna
40 acres to 40
Plus they
The mule is the one thats
But I to be that jackass
Knockin that
To the
Out the
I bet against the
I flipped death
And the 3 to the
get enough
The raw, the rugged, the
Oh my the jam the the stuff
I got a thats maddes than minolta
Hard in a rock place my
And the is
Whoop it is
33 years without a beer or slow gin
get frunk off
Hearin wit biz
Rhymamatician,

Not a or a quacker
But a
Put my thing
my shit up
Put up or up
Peace to the original up
to the motherland
Where it's warmer,
the informer
I hear em talkin
But I'm not
My I go back
Way going, going
Before
And the 8
goin, gone, goodbye
To the
I ain't pushing up or
No
I remember philly in september
Aint nuttin finer than
In & to the gods
be, gotta be
Starter of mo
we go the front row
As I cut the silly
still the flow
Gettin dem
swazis
Cause I'm kamikazes
They gotta us where we live
We own
you think is home
Its time to go up in
911 is no
Once again
This states fiddy states
say chill wait until
The time baby
Damn the line
raid with aids
But gettin paid
get it on and a on
But gettin killed
blunts & 40's is like
Cookies to da
I'm not
I'm the
days in time
The rhymer
in a zone
Right vs
Good versus
God the devil
Public
Muse sick in hour age