Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya buffalo
Fell to the ground like
Couldnt the boulder
Fancy dancer for an answer

In the hip hop game but the rap got
Tumors poppin the middle of rumors
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the next generation headed for

the soul and you got a got a
Truck fulla blowin up the spot
Think its the borderlines hot
Check the passports tap the

they home grown
And one of fuckin own
Its dat ol shit, dat same ol game
From that same ol gang up to same ol thing

Now what I see say you me
I pour a of LSD

I dont know yall thinkin about
But if you know like I
You better strap on seatbelt
Cause you in for a ride

Now I be damn I a man
Figure I call myself a nigger to get Benjamin
Whats got to do wit what you got
Not a whole lot, no oh this shit is hot

Spendin all the cheddar for
Wit a sign foreclosed on the mud
Lost in

Now the tell tales how the dead bled and fled
Now they up in the bed
Instead seize us like Jesus
to the mob did a sloppy job in Hempstead

Lord had mercy wanna me
New world order got my ass drownin in the
Now what you to the west
funk to the east is phat, ATL be krunk dirty south

Thirty crankin trunks
Try to pass the test but to the rest flunk
Now what be indebted, better get it
Those and raps aint never comin back

No without a pass, I kick ass
Rock the sox off a box
Is it any wonder why the flavor got?
Between rehearsin a my jaw lox

I set the between the R and B scene
Go against the run up on the train
And so I the brains of Cobain
As hip hop brain made em the champagne

Make it the sound remains insane
the same no holes closin up the lane
Dont ask no questions on the level
Can the magic get back, Knicks get Van exel

rap lyrics fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or half ass
funk power moves ruffs
I aint never been cuckoo for no puffs

LSD, set it make em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 die at 26

Lawyers no accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History lawyers should die
Kissed the companies and them all cry

A new rap and a real drive by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the got the pimp niggas fraid
of the aids got the bitches afraid

The goddamn man got you afraid
Social service got your mama
of the fact before a niggas black
Some of you say before you say crack

You got no back is you lack
Just say black and Ill see where ass is at