Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe

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

[Verse 1 -
All I need's a flute beat and two sheets of leaf to move me
A two piece on Toony and I'm groovy
needed much but papers and a few trees
To get the flowin like the blue sea
Yeah I smoke doobies with groupies, whose breath smelled like cheese or sushi
Jeez, me a few feet please
I could have these floozies like a nude beach
And I need to slip 'em any roofies (shit is too easy)
Huh, I ain't into cougars, Judy
I'm unique, too young to "Love Lucy"
on the Goonies and Bruce Lee movies
My is excellent, no one's gettin to me
I'm callin the shots, QB like Doug
I'm reckless, unruly, respect this you
From the East coast, reppin Scotians and
I keep it fresh like the and cool breeze

- Brother Ali]
Maybe just me
I keep, movin this pen like set me free
believe, I'm a flow on endlessly, let it be
I feel the every breath I breathe, yes indeed

[Break - scratched samples - w/ ad
"Give it to 'em, you, it's hot"
"Watch ya blow up, up your box"
"Wait-Wait-Wait to hear a 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 I wash it
So now you think I give a damn I'm rockin?
I don't this Cincinnati hat 'cause I watch 'em
You need to worry what I do, what I think
when your girl gets around/a round like she just bought us
You got your own problems, to the basics
There's no touchin me I just ejaculated
Nope, I say "no homo"
I don't need to reinsure like I crashed up the Volvo
I only like pussy, sorry to be but I got to make it clear
When my is in your - ear (ya ear)
I lock it down like
I writin rhymes but hate when I draw blanks
I like I'm repeatin myself, I'm overworked
And about to go berserk if I get this off my shoulders first

[Break - scratched - 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 are airborne, I smell 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 baby, yet '80's boy
I never had no for the swings or playin with toys
I was on the mic doin my thing, just some noise
I don't need to read no magazine, I'm from The Source
You I always had a dream, one day I'd step on
stage and the ladies all scream like David Lee
in the '90's, things are changin all around me
You can hate me if you want but I escaped, you got to me
Hit the Minneapol', I had my city baffled
Soon as see you advancin, then they all want to attack you
Rhymesayers massive, we us a little castle
Eyedea won every battle, we built him a statue
Every single week we slayed, anywhere we a stage
Even with the weak DJ, we rapped over every beat they
Chewin 'em up, spittin 'em out, you never nobody this devout
We just want to 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 because we still got to flow
Frozen cold blocks, swear to God we so raw, oh Lord

[Chorus - w/ ad

[Outro - scratched
"Give it to 'em, show you, hot"
"Watch ya up, block up your box"
"Feelin satisfaction, from the reaction"