Luyện nghe bài hát Look Below

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

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

Comical attitudes when people ask "when the dropping"
You know good when 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 to battle with me so I gave you my gun
But you didn't begin so you couldn't be
When I shine people say my the shadiest
If God gave you your then dog I'm atheist
I don't the formula but I got the answer
I'm unbelievable but shit I'm not
Girls acting like Tina T say they be my private dancers
They understand I'm cancer
When I spread I'm kind of to maintain
start bobbing their heads when they hear Mink's name
Putting instruments together is like a
These bitch-ass in the game adore me ooh.

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

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

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

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

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