Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Hill

Another slips away
In words, I should say
There are no you should say
There are no

Another night slips
In words, I should say
are no words you should say
There are no

Ms. Hill, you got skills, a gift, it's real
Get ill, you spit got the power to uplift and heal

I wish I could to Lauryn, I mean, excuse me, Ms. Hill
And let her how much we love her, it's real
The industry was her up
Then them demons started her up
She need a that'll bleed in a cup, yup

We used to it in the salad days
When she look at me like she know me
she see me nowadays
I nod, she nod back, how it stay
Her songs better than anything out that hot or power play

Remember how they her of saying
She did her album help
Then she went to Rome to sing and tell the Pope herself
Just after she left the Fugees, started rolling with the
Got back with her crew at Dave Block Party

She made songs about and trying to be faithful
Took on tour to Europe, I was so grateful
Speaking for myself but I'm sure I could for Dante
I got to watch a show with Nina and Harry Belafonte

We used to at Nkiru, her moms was a customer
She used to love to buy the by Octavia Butler
Parable of the Sower, the character's name was Lauren
What the album did for black girls' self-esteem was so

I got concerned when she got sick on the
She heavy, I'm a brother
And I that I could pick up the load, but no

Another slips away
In other words, I say
There are no words you say
There are no

night slips away
In other words, I say
There are no you should say
There are no

Ms. Hill, you got skills, that's a gift, it's
Get ill, what you spit got the to uplift the heal

Got her assistant on the the phone, I to talk to Lauryn
And I wanna walk through the
And I be the umbrella when the rain is pouring
Please, no disrespect to whoever your man is though
This is strictly music like D'Angelo

I you hate Babylon and wanna see it fall
But they won't let you read poem at the BET awards
You us hope, you give us faith, you the one
They don't what you got to say but still they beg you to come

Whoa, now that's powerful sis, it's power
We get money, keep our on the final hour
And no, I ain't you Christ, that would be sacrilegious right?

Them raps the sisters recite their black fist up
The devil's last is a queen who rise past bitches

We used to read Francis Crest or
By third press will press
But what the of the word suggest
Hatched in our heads like birds in the nest
You gave birth to a new like Donda West, yes

Should I be saying all of while the mic is on?
I might as well let it out because one day I be gone
I write this song and hope you feel how we love you
And you play it I really ain't got the words to say it, but yo

night slips away
In other words, I say
are no words you should say
There are no words, yeah,

Another night away
In words, I should say
There are no you should say
There are no

Ms. Hill, you got skills, that's a gift, real
Get ill, what you spit got the to uplift and heal

Another night slips
In words, I should say
are no words you should say
There are no

night slips away
In other words, I say
There are no you should say
are no words