Luyện nghe bài hát More or Less

It's all what we

More love, less hate, real, less fake
More grind, wishin'
Less stuntin', more fame, less talkin', change
Less rushin', more

More franchisin', sanitizin', more uprisin', less down sizin'
More enterprisin', less
More buildin', destroyin', more jobs, less unemployment
skip the Devil, less enjoyment

More originality, less off Pac 'n' Big
More community activism, pigs
More Blacksmith, Def Chucks, Geffen then the rest
'Cause the suck, they got this shit all messed up

More marijuana, less coke, more
For before we shoutin', let's vote
schools, less prisons, more freestyles, less written
More shit and less kiddin'

More history, mystery, more Beyonce
Less Brittany, happiness, less misery
More victory, losses
workers, we all bosses, of course it's reflection

What we

More love, less hate, real, less fake
More grind, less
Less stuntin', more fame, less talkin', more
Less rushin', vision

God bless the hood where my money good
I can get you taken now, I couldn't when I could
Son, I live above the rim and pay the 4 my nigga, what?
is hope, niggas wishin' y'all wish a nigga would crack a joke
Like he wanna for the mic

is Brooklyn, the planet, y'all niggas is just satellites
Revolvin' round my every
I the crowd like Lincoln at Gettysburg
Surrounded by the herb

The crowd is more or less wall to wall here, for the
Hip hop, how I'm got them droppin' they jaw
Fire marshall the door, there's a crack like choppin' the raw
This the shit the cops us for

This the rain of theTech and the muthafuckin'
like a nip-tuck, specalizin' deep cuts
This the that you ridin' to
to you by Talib and Hi-Teck, the livest two

What we

More love, less hate, more real, fake
More grind, less
Less stuntin', more fame, less talkin', change
Less rushin', more

The more I put into it the less it like the nonsense
The natural, the less conscious
At the same time, the more I bomb the less the Devil got a grip
I'm gettin' loose, we gotta slip away the gotta get

for a dollar, more fresh goods for purchase
Less liquor stores, churches step lookin' like corner stores
More rap songs to stress purpose
Less misogyny and curses

put more depth in our verses till they left on the surface
While we stomp the underground, the cop don't come around
You sorta hopin' for reflection, you sorta open
I heed the call of the chosen, I don't play with your

Stop actin' so emotional
I give you these bars for free like it's
This ain't no marketin'
It had to be the heart in order to be reality, reflection

we need

More love, less hate, more real, fake
More grind, less
Less stuntin', more fame, less talkin', change
Less rushin', more