Luyện nghe bài hát Mellow My Man

One two
Yes, The Roots layin' back,
Coolin' out my man Malik be
We call him
We in effect
Mo like Al B. Sure, for pleasure
Aiyyo it
We about to flip it on ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
We gon' set it this
Yo it

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

I goes, negroes best to know the flower
The professional, in those skills that kills so uhh
Whoa, slow before you go down (sissy)
Trixie this is Agatha Christie your slain and now
Next contender, Malik's the axe
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so within the
Microphones I grip, psych poems so's I slits throats
Put him in a quote, he croaks
They sayin', it, is it the negro that did it?
'Cause wreck the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
I exhibit many forms, prohibit the forms
(And in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, ya
Manu-facture, you can ask Anita about the, rapture
I figured, ya, a say it slam
For my my man

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

Yo, I got spunk, plus
And Like Punks, to Get Beat Down
Turn that heat down, I'm crazy
Deeper than the pool than Wilt the
Damn near drowned in clowns bounce to
When Thoughts
And brown's, my section Southern
My is Jex, I
Sweats no sex, cause kid gets
Grits n shit, it's flex to drains that was
When your heart spit up, dip dup
Yo I it but
is the Black Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, of noise
That's jocked, by homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd
I was lost but was found, now I gets
Philly to the Apple I, stop and holla tunes and then hit
Up-town, Diggin Planets when 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 snuff (uh-huh)
I erupt, to destruct, deducts
In wax I like to em, stroke em as I cap em
Change my name to Saran or Reynolds then I em
Negroes know we be to my borough
Cause my ass is so thorough, like Levert
Too to be sterile
So I the greats (say what?)
Bust the Pacino's, I won't trust
Even though I them shapes -- females for retail prices
Twice this nice, this witch sure her spices
I won't smirk, my name's not Urkel
The voice the multiple choice, she does a circle
You want to turn and page your eyes, and try to
But I degrade ya, ya and slayed ya
Microphones I grip equipped to the hyp-ocrites
And nit-wits, tidbit skits, them ain't
That was a curse, but I it in half
Gets the airplay, no play, you're feelin the wrath
Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic, negroes get dramatic
Because I have the to smoke rabbits like a addict
So if you can not rap I will just YOU
If you wants to pick up on nose be shows the chrome
And we cap, YOU
It's too bad, dem understand de true check
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
like that for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
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 like for my mellow my man

I think for my mellow my man, uh
My my man, right
My my man, uh
My mellow my man,
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My mellow my man my mellow my man my my man my mellow my man
For Scott Storch, my my man
Leonard 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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