Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Undrugged Part I Ii

Ridenhour -

Live and undrugged i
Its been a long
Since the rode
A rough
I'm riding rhymes &
A dose of
Never said I wasn't at it
Cause I'm a addict
No you gotta
I had it
If you know
Spose to do
So I know al green
We gotta stay
Knock, knock...who's
Where?
Da boom knockin
Bang and they here
The dopemans at home

They understand
But can
can can
If I say it
I'm a sucka it
Don't really
When the fatter

But I dont

& bob an weave
Will deceive a street
And the 40

They em in
You do em in
He em in
You do us in

Smell em da/boom
Hear em nat/boom

I'm comin
Live and
An
These days they be thinkin I'm
Livin I be it

instead of lickin it
Down on the overground

me what we be
Seekin is self
A nation of
go wit a feelin
Uncle sam be gatt tom
And when it to drugs
Uncle tom gotta
Can I get a pop
the muthafukas stop
Sellin nat
make the hoody drop
No more easy over
For da in the back

Yo over
Number 1 wit a
He pull it I do now
out run it or duck
Or get a new
Up the wall
Wont confess
I mo move & I'm
An so I guess
Lemme tell you so lend me a
I'm missin a
If I givin up an ass kissin
No or movie style
No buckwild
Cause I know what he drinkin
But he act quick
Cause I'm quicker
3 mo to go
I hope he hold da
If he do dat
The iz outta his hands

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

Here go the verse hurts
Head brother in
So I better get
can I do
Break a leg on the
Where the
They be stackin the
Try to be hard but playin my cards
Fuckin wit
But I'm in the lard
Been goin since 78
I wanna I don't wanna be late
I em comin at me
Runnin fast &
Aint this a bitch & for the tuff
it
Without a
I live without it

Live and undrugged ii
in a zone
Say u wanna
40 to 40 ounces
Plus announcin
The mule is the one thats
But I to be that jackass
that boom
To the
Out the
I bet the spread
I flipped threats
And the 3 to the
get enough
The raw, the rugged, the
Oh my the jam the the stuff
I got a mind thats maddes minolta
in a rock place my corner
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 down
Step my up
Put up or up
Peace to the what up
Back to the
it's warmer, transformer
Kill the
I em talkin creepin
But I'm not
My I go back
Way back going,
Before
And the 8
Still goin, gone,
To the
I pushing up or drivin
No
I gotta remember philly in
Aint finer than peace
In & to the gods
be, gotta be
Starter of mo
Here we go the row
As I cut the silly
Riddlin still the
ridda dem
Racist
Cause I'm brinin
They gotta us where we live
We own
What you is home
Its time to go up in
911 is no
again friends
This states fiddy states
Still say chill until
The right baby
Damn the blood
Gettin with aids
But somebodys paid
get it on and a on
But gettin killed
blunts & 40's is like
Cookies to da
I'm not
I'm the
Last in time
The rhymer
Rhymer in a
vs wrong
Good evil
God versus the
enemy
Muse sick in hour age