Luyện nghe bài hát Mellow My Man

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Yes, The Roots layin' back,
Coolin' out with my man be
We him Sla-xon
We in effect
Mo like Al B. Sure, for pleasure
bust it
We about to flip it on ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
We gon' set it like
Yo it

it, La Di Da Di, who likes to party
Like Slick Rick the Ruler I'm cooler than a ice
Got like those afro picks, with the black fist
And leave a crowd drippin' John the Baptist, it's
The of that "Oh shit!"
The skits I kick, like catfish
And got many on the blacklist
I'm sharp as a cactus plus, to bust gymnastic tactics
Us, Roots is really true to rap shit
Now holla to the scholarly, street that follow me
Back to the Soul Shack with of rap colonies
Max that, Objects is mad abstract, make Shadrach
Offender to go like Meshach, Black
Thought the nappy cat a bookworm styles like sperm
Cool as Malcolm Little with conch a la perm
The herb sticks like wicks, and flips when I slaps the
Of my mellow my man, be

Here I goes, negroes to know the flower
The professional, best in those skills that so uhh
Whoa, slow before you go down (sissy)
Trixie this is Agatha Christie slain and know now
contender, Malik's the axe offender
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep the
Microphones I grip, psych poems so's I slits throats
Put him in a quote, he croaks
sayin', isn't it, is it the negro that did it?
'Cause wreck with the tech, make you and say 'ribbit'
I many forms, prohibit the corny forms
(And we're in, your neighborhood) on the
Capture, was to, ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask about the, rapture
I figured, perhaps ya, a say it
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like that for my my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
like this for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
That, for my my man
It's that for my mellow man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
It's this for my mellow my man

Yo, I got spunk, plus
And Like Punks, to Get Beat Down
Turn that down, I'm crazy cool
than the pool than Wilt the Stilt
Damn near in clowns bounce to sound
When pound
And brown's, my complexion section
My is Jex, I
no sex, cause this kid gets
Grits n shit, it's to drains that was crazed
When your heart up, dip dup damn
Yo I it but
Back is the Black Man
Manic mad musician, maker of
jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd
I was lost but was found, now I down
From Philly to the I, stop and holla tunes and then hit
Up-town, Diggin Planets they get Earthbound
I the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I pass the can
To my mellow my man, be

Whoa, shucks, my nuc ducks (uh-huh)
I erupt, to destruct, deducts
In wax I like to smack em, em as I cap em
Change my to Saran or Reynolds then I Wrap em
Negroes know we be to my borough
my ass is so thorough, like Levert Gerald
Too to be sterile
So I the greats (say what?)
Bust the Pacino's, I won't trust
Even I lust them shapes -- females for retail prices
Twice this nice, this witch sure does her
I smirk, cause my name's not Urkel
The voice with the multiple choice, she a circle
You want to turn and your eyes, and try to plagiarize
But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and ya
I grip equipped to flip the hyp-ocrites
And nit-wits, with tidbit skits, them
That was a curse, but I it in half
Gets the airplay, no fair play, you're the wrath
Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic, that get dramatic
Because I have the habit to smoke rabbits like a
So if you can not rap I will just YOU
If you wants to pick up on your nose be shows the
And we cap, YOU
too bad, dem cyan't understand de true check
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
That, for my my man
like that for my mellow man
No no we do it like
This, for my my man
It's this for my mellow my man

I think for my mellow my man, uh
My mellow my man,
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My my man, uh
My mellow my man,
My mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man my my man
For Scott Storch, my my man
Hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man
B.R.O.T.H.E.R. ? on the drums, my my man
Gotta end it on the one, my my man
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