Luyện nghe bài hát Long Road To Glory

J U R A S S I C F I V E

He who is sin cast the first stone
the verse, no matter the class, I'm vers'tile
Kickin' it for you hipocritic berzerk ohms, I'm hopin' at
Hopin' the words that touch home and domes
Ya' think, sockets and wet feet
How you get sleep the minute we get deep

Ladies and peep one hundred percent heat
Up undersea mistreats, now I'll leave you mince
Yes, I'm unity
My last name in the middle of opportunity
(Huh)
With two-laid plans and new-made
My raid lands and punch like the Kool-Aid Man

It was a long to glory
Battle for
Just to be the masters of the ceremony

Marathon,
Word-play,
with the rhythm
Keep it on

It was a long to glory
for territory
Just to be called the masters of the

Marathon,
Word-play,
Metabolism with the
Keep it on

The epitomy, five-hundred thousand so
Street ministry, infantry
be, about to be
The best kept commodity, twelve LP
We're representin'
Now the knock could be
That old school
That if it rock a beat
not considered property

Remember me, us
Ice Cold, Cold Crush, 1920 Gold
Rollin' up, up
Now no need for you to be surprised
we implement and improvise
With each and every verse I
Get busy with, lacing it with talk
a 'sault, Tom-A-Hawk
Razor sharp, walk

gear, we're makin' our beds
And we're doin' of things
we never did
We to Paris in the spring-time
in the fall
We Alla, we're doin' it all

It was a long road to
Battle for
Just to be the masters of the ceremony

Marathon,
Word-play,
Metabolism the rhythm
it goin' on

Pick a paragraph and it, mentally you save it
Kick it to the world and they crave it
That's the way it is, in this verbal workin' hard for the love
But ain't no wars here
Years been puttin' on a play your foot in
'Cuz you'll be comin' back like the brother Gooden
back again, slappin' men and askin' them
If they really wanna fuck wit' the we tappin' in

Hey yo, I just couldn't wait to a piece of my own cake
So I can and hold my own weight
My mind be the ghetto, street corner heavy metal
like the pot and tea kettle
My street credibility, minus
energy, what attends a few
Ability sililoque of a MC
Tastin' the grammar, J5 jamma

It was a long to glory
for territory
Just to be called the of the ceremony

Marathon,
Word-play,
Metabolism the rhythm
it goin' on

(Oh, we go)
Metabolism the rhythm
it goin' on

Marathon,
Word-play,

(Oh, we go)
Metabolism with the
it goin' on

Marathon,
Word-play,