Luyện nghe bài hát Look Below

Picture me in history fore I hit your
White t-shirt, blue jeans creased and clean
Free-styling as I down the block a routine since a pre-teen
Vivid of upcoming scenes
Like a motion picture of a young n---a become sick of
Mentally scheming to become
Started to figure that threatening to pull guns
funds quicker then I was on one n---a and it was
Colder days I now call older
So when I look over my shoulder blade
Member mama was yelling out "hold the faith"
When it seemed there was no escape from fate
So it takes than fake
N---a's yelling over mics with no to make
To impact any part of my state
I'll make you hate what I and yet still relate..... yeah

Straight the bottom to the top
below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop
No specific aim I hit spots
Enter in this an reign on hip hop (x2)

Comical when people ask "when the album dropping"
You know you're good you see all the haters flocking
don't understand the shit that I drop
It's like throwing you in water with foot to a rock
You tried to with me so I gave you my gun
But you didn't begin so you be done
When I people say my shit's the shadiest
If God gave you style then dog I'm atheist
I don't know the but I got the answer
I'm unbelievable but I'm not Prancer
Girls acting like Tina T say they be my private dancers
They understand I'm cancer
When I spread I'm of hard to maintain
start bobbing their heads when they hear Mink's name
Putting instruments is like a orgy
These n---as in the game adore me ooh.

Straight from the to the top
Look below cause I'm fly like a bird watching my shit drop
No specific aim I hit spots
Enter in this an reign on hip hop (x2)

In the midst of tricks plus n---as sips of
Liquor or a quick when a Philly's lit up
Cleva fore he turned Mr.
Spit a verse and a n---a curse ready to kick dust
After getting ripped up pissed cause I
When I what I spit such eloquence the
Evidence was to
Anyone with nuts who to enter in the center

I flip trip styles every that I bust
Got married preacher women falling into my
Fading out when I plug in the MPC
An optometrist cause I change you see
I don't like dicks so you know I'm not
No rap like Kobe no playing hockey
You tried to protect with a vest that's tin
Y'all wanted some hot shit we did it again damn

Straight from the to the top
Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit
No specific aim I randomly hit
in this game an reign on hip hop (x4)

© 2004. © 2014 Lightbourne,
The Game of Life (Re-released)
Artist: Rob "Cleva"