Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe

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

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

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

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

[Verse 2 -
Uh, now shirt that's 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 damn what I'm
I don't wear this Cincinnati hat I watch 'em
You don't to worry what I do, what I think
when your girl gets around/a like she just bought us drinks
You got your own problems, back to the
no touchin me like I just ejaculated
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
my tongue is in your - ear (ya ear)
I it down like Shawshank
I love writin rhymes but hate when I draw
I like I'm repeatin myself, I'm overworked
And about to go berserk if I don't get off my shoulders first

[Break - samples - w/ ad libs]
"I think I to tell you, better get warned"
"Th-Th-There's no need for alarmin, 'cause 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 - Brother
You me, I'm a '70's baby, yet '80's boy
I never had no love for the swings or playin with
I was on the mic my thing, just makin some noise
I don't need to read no magazine, I'm from The Source
You know I always had a dream, one day I'd on
stage and the ladies all scream like David Lee
Teenager in the '90's, things are changin all me
You can hate me if you but I escaped, you got to find me
Hit the Minneapol', I had my city baffled
Soon as they see you advancin, then all want 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, we seen a stage
Even with the weak DJ, we over every beat they played
Chewin 'em up, spittin 'em out, you never nobody this devout
We just want to spit and shout, literally would kick us out
the spot, two when they closed off
We it to the block, ears throbbin, our throats soar
Hit the bus because we still got to flow more
Frozen 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 blow up, block up box"
"Feelin satisfaction, from the reaction"