Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe

[Intro - - talking]
Hey, let me spit
Just give me flute beat
Yeah, me that one
Uh,

1 - Classified]
All I need's a flute beat and two sheets of leaf to move me
A two piece on Tuesday and I'm groovy
Never needed but papers and a few trees
To get the song flowin the blue sea
Yeah I smoke doobies with groupies, whose breath smelled like cheese or sushi
Jeez, me a few feet please
I have these floozies naked like a nude beach
And I need to slip 'em any roofies (shit is too easy)
Huh, I into cougars, Judge Judy
I'm truly unique, too to "Love Lucy"
Raised on the and Bruce Lee movies
My defense is excellent, no one's to me
I'm callin the shots, QB like Flutie
I'm reckless, unruly, respect you newbie
the East coast, reppin Scotians and Newfies
I keep it fresh like the and cool breeze

[Chorus - Brother
Maybe it's me
I keep, movin this pen like set me free
Best believe, I'm a on endlessly, let it be
I feel the love every breath I breathe, yes

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

2 - Classified]
Uh, now every shirt in my closet got vomit
Chocolate and baby food on it and none of it comes out when I 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 what I do, what I think
when your girl gets around/a round like she just bought us
You got own problems, back to the basics
There's no touchin me like I just
Nope, I say "no homo"
I don't need to reinsure myself I crashed up the Volvo
I only like pussy, to be blunt but I got to make it clear
When my is in your - ear (ya ear)
I lock it down Shawshank
I writin rhymes but hate when I draw blanks
I feel I'm repeatin myself, I'm overworked
And about to go berserk if I don't get this off my shoulders

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

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

[Verse 3 - Ali]
You know me, I'm a '70's baby, yet boy
I never had no love for the swings or with toys
I was on the mic doin my thing, makin some noise
I don't to read no magazine, I'm straight from The Source
You know I always had a dream, one day I'd on
stage and the all scream like David Lee Roth
Teenager in the '90's, things are changin all 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 to attack you
massive, we built us a little castle
Eyedea won every battle, we should've him a statue
Every single week we slayed, anywhere we seen a
Even with the weak DJ, we over every beat they played
Chewin 'em up, 'em out, you never seen nobody this devout
We just want to and shout, they literally would kick us out
the spot, two when they closed off
We took it to the block, throbbin, our throats soar
Hit the bus stop because we got to flow more
Frozen cold blocks, swear to God we so raw, oh Lord

[Chorus - w/ ad

[Outro - samples]
"Give it to 'em, show you, hot"
"Watch ya blow up, block up box"
"Feelin satisfaction, the crowd reaction"