Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Hill

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

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

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

I wish I could talk to Lauryn, I mean, excuse me, Ms.
And let her know how we love her, it's real
The industry was her up
Then them demons eatin' her up
She need a savior bleed in a cup, yup

We to kick it in the salad days
she look at me like she don't know me
When she see me
I nod, she nod back, how it stay
Her songs still than anything out that hot or power play

how they accused her of saying
She did her album help
she went to Rome to sing and tell the Pope about herself
Just after she left the Fugees, started with the Marleys
Got back with her crew at Dave Chapelle's Party

She made songs about Zion and to be faithful
Blackstar on tour to Europe, I was so grateful
Speaking for but I'm sure I could speak for Dante
I got to watch a with Nina Simone and Harry Belafonte

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

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

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

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

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

Got her on the the phone, I need to talk to Lauryn
And I wanna walk through the
And I could be the umbrella when the is pouring
Please, this no disrespect to your man is though
This relationship is strictly music D'Angelo

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

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

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

We used to Francis Crest or anything
By third world press press
But the power of the word suggest
Hatched in our heads like birds in the nest
You gave birth to a new sound like West, yes

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

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

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

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

night slips away
In words, I should 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