Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

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

In the hip hop but the rap got cancer
Tumors from the middle of rumors
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the generation headed for doom

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

Surprise they grown
And one of fuckin own
Its dat same ol shit, dat ol game
From that same ol 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 know I know
You better strap on seatbelt
Cause you in for a ride

Now I be damn I a man
Figure I never call myself a nigger to get
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 foreclosed on the front mud
Lost in

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

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

thou crankin trunks
Try to pass the test but to the rest flunk
Now what be indebted, get over it
Those times and raps aint never back

No future without a pass, I ass
the sox off a Pandoras box
Is it any wonder why the clocks flavor
rehearsin a verse my jaw lox

I set the bomb between the R and B
Go against the grain run up on the
And so I parallel the of Cobain
As hip hop brain made em spill the

it plain the sound remains insane
Come the same no holes closin up the
ask no questions on the simple level
Can the magic get back, Knicks get Van exel

Bold rap fuck whatcha heard
Not no and found nouns or half ass words
Turnaround funk power moves
I aint never cuckoo for no coco puffs

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

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

A new rap song and a real by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the niggas fraid
Threat of the aids got the afraid

The white man got you afraid
Social got your mama afraid
Scared of the before a niggas black
of you say nigga before you say crack

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