Luyện nghe bài hát Meiso

[Black
Yin for yang I on a line
ghetto slang and stimulation of the mind
Life is a labyryth for dollars and
As I for cream, through the steam so dense
From the sensei me a puff, cause the tunnel is
Some lick shots with sound, some'll from the cannon
Experts o-rig-i-nal examine
I am in fact lacking con-fus-ion, as to what's
and what's
I come from Illadelph where ya health you never take for
As hot as the in a cypher round the planet
Or abnormal, appearing out of portals and demanding your soul
Who the eight immortals but the number seven
In this continual maze, where night with days
Within my marijuan blaze
And some say I should my ways
But it's hard to hear the phrase the havoc and haze
Thought's style will never since or cease to excella-rate
the great lab dwella
Tha mentals of The Roots are any computer
The prosecutor, or the drug distributor
Respect to the ex-Lex Luger, my Malik B the intruder
Phila 5th Dynasty's the
And DJ Krush is the producer, ya with the ginseng Roots
We get ya renascence
Remember me the Thought I represent and
mentally eventually, ya mention me as high
My decibels are most fly, I come to paint ya Thought's
Yo Krush, it at?!!!??!

B]
The bring it from the Phila Fifth, spill the gift
The melody of a felony is off a cliff
Now can I get a witness to dismiss Christmas the myth list
Man that's bogus, let's try to stay
You would think it was the of July
in Illadelph a round of applause light up the sky
Why? ask me, subtle attitudes sometimes nasty
Foul mouth bitches around looking trashy
Bimbos talking about where's the
leavin babies unattended at the window
To see death, and brothers with strikes who got three
I'm trying to make it, cause if I don't I'll take it
But perserverence is a
The person that you you hurting might hurt you
Ya might jerk too
Perhaps I'll go to court this when I'm summoned
But I'm a rebel to the system so I might not be
So if I fail, man just get up the
It's just more time to write another story to
Ill elements, drop intelligence, Thought Malik B
fuck up
We got on the brain from bodies left in the dust
Man just leave it to us, look aim and I'll bust
Fuck betrayal trust, all the tracks we lust
With DJ Krush from with no more need to discuss