Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy Me

Live Bedford-Stuyvesant
The livest one BK to the fullest
Bastards when Hov be buckin'
be cluckin'

Back when ratchet was a ratchet and a was a vixen
And Jam Master Jay was alive I was
Cookin' coke in the
Back Rodman was a Piston
Mike was losin' to Isiah, but he would get his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal
a virtue if you have not
Or better yet here's a verse from
"Lord, we who we are
Yet we know not we may be"
So I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy
I'm from Houses, where the boys die by the thousand
when Pam was on Martin
Yeah, that's it all started
When was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a... nine millimeter
When Slick made "Mona Lisa"
Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y'all
Think I just popped up in this bitch like a Nah
Pregnant pause, you some second thoughts
There's room on the bandwagon, abort
me

me
Streets is my artery, the of my existence
I'm the Gotham City
I started in lobbies, now parley with
I'm a Sufi to goofies, I prolly speak Farsi
poetry, reek of coca leaf in my past
Came through the bushes like roses
I a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn, not new shit, shit feel like a spoof
Fat laces in your shoe, I'm talkin' bustin' off the
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the smoke
Y'all flirtin' with death, I be winkin' through the
Shout out to all the murderers murals
Plural, fuck the Federal
out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle
All the County of Kings, may your stay fertile
Shout out to Big Poppa, Kane, heroes
Thus concludin' my
me

be in the air
Oh, walk away, I know, I know
the way I'm raised
I know, I know, I
Oh Marcy, me
Just the way I am gonna be
I gonna change, no
Marcy, Marcy me, the way I am
I gonna change, no
I ain't change, no
change me if I wanted to
You couldn't me if you wanted to
I'ma this with me to the Moon
(Como nome, cavaleiro?
Eu hei Todo o Mundo
E meu tempo...)