Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya buffalo
Fell to the ground folgers
Couldnt hold the
Fancy paralyzed for an answer

In the hip hop game but the rap got
Tumors poppin from the of rumors
Generation X be the end of boomers
Is the next generation for doom

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

Surprise they home
And one of your own
Its dat same ol shit, dat same ol
From that ol gang up to that same ol thing

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

I dont know what yall about
But if you like I know
You strap on your seatbelt
you in for a long ride

Now I be I been a man
Figure I never call myself a nigger to get
Whats love got to do wit you got
Not a whole lot, no forgot oh shit is hot

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

Now the heads tell tales how the dead and fled
Now livin up in the bed
they seize us like Jesus
Married to the mob did a job in Hempstead

Lord had wanna curse me
New world got my ass drownin in the water
Now what you stuck to the
That funk to the east is phat, ATL be krunk dirty

thou crankin trunks
Try to pass the test but to the they flunk
Now be indebted, better get over 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 a verse my jaw lox

I set the between the R and B scene
Go the grain run up on the train
And so I parallel the brains of
As hip hop brain em spill the champagne

Make it plain the sound insane
Come the no holes closin up the lane
Dont ask no on the simple level
Can the magic get back, Knicks get Van exel

Bold rap lyrics fuck whatcha
Not no lost and nouns or half ass words
Turnaround power moves ruffs
I never been cuckoo for no coco puffs

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

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

A new rap song and a drive by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the pimp fraid
Threat of the aids got the bitches

The goddamn white man got you
Social service got your mama
Scared of the fact before a black
Some of you say nigga before you say

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