Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe

[Intro - Classified -
Hey, let me spit
give me that flute beat
Yeah, give me one
Uh,

[Verse 1 -
All I need's a flute beat and two of loose leaf to move me
A two piece on Toony and I'm groovy
Never needed but papers and a few trees
To get the flowin like the blue sea
Yeah I smoke doobies with groupies, whose breath smelled like blue cheese or
Jeez, me a few feet please
I could have floozies naked like a nude beach
And I don't to slip 'em any roofies (shit is too easy)
Huh, I ain't into cougars, Judge
I'm unique, too young to "Love Lucy"
Raised on the Goonies and Bruce Lee
My defense is excellent, no gettin to me
I'm callin the shots, QB like Flutie
I'm reckless, unruly, respect you newbie
From the East coast, reppin and Newfies
I keep it fresh like the ocean and cool

[Chorus - Ali]
it's just me
I keep, this pen like it'll set me free
believe, I'm a flow on endlessly, let it be
I feel the love every breath I breathe, yes

- scratched samples - w/ ad libs]
"Give it to 'em, you, it's hot"
"Watch ya blow up, block up box"
"Wait-Wait-Wait to a slammin track"
"By demand, I'm back"

2 - Classified]
Uh, now shirt that's in my closet got vomit
Chocolate and baby food on it and of it comes out when I wash it
So now you think I give a what I'm rockin?
I wear this Cincinnati hat 'cause I watch 'em
You don't need to worry what I do, what I
when girl gets around/a round like she just bought us drinks
You got own problems, back to the basics
There's no me like I just ejaculated
Nope, I say "no homo"
I don't need to reinsure myself like I up the Volvo
I only like pussy, to be blunt but I got to make it clear
When my tongue is in - ear (ya ear)
I lock it like Shawshank
I love writin rhymes but when I draw blanks
I like I'm repeatin myself, I'm overworked
And about to go berserk if I don't get this off my first

[Break - samples - w/ ad libs]
"I think I ought to you, better get warned"
"Th-Th-There's no need for alarmin, right now"
"On the microphone"
"The are airborne, I smell the success"

"Get on 'em"
"And my is bond"
"Th-Th-There's no for alarmin, 'cause right now"
"On the microphone"
"What you to do is smell the success"

[Verse 3 - Ali]
You know me, I'm a baby, yet '80's boy
I never had no love for the or playin with toys
I was on the mic my thing, just makin some noise
I don't need to read no magazine, I'm straight from The
You I always had a dream, one day I'd step on
stage and the ladies all scream David Lee Roth
in the '90's, things are changin all around me
You can me if you want but I escaped, you got to find me
Hit the Minneapol', I had my whole city
Soon as they see you advancin, then they all want to you
Rhymesayers massive, we built us a castle
Eyedea won every battle, we should've him a statue
single week we slayed, anywhere we seen a stage
Even with the weak DJ, we rapped every beat they played
Chewin 'em up, 'em out, you never seen nobody this devout
We want to spit and shout, they literally would kick us out
the spot, two o'clock when closed off
We took it to the block, throbbin, our throats soar
Hit the bus stop we still got to flow more
cold blocks, swear to God we were so raw, oh Lord

[Chorus - w/ ad

- scratched samples]
"Give it to 'em, you, it's hot"
"Watch ya up, block up your box"
"Feelin satisfaction, from the reaction"