Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Hill

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

Another slips away
In other words, I 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 I could talk to Lauryn, I mean, excuse me, Ms. Hill
And let her know how much we her, it's real
The industry was her up
them demons started eatin' her up
She need a savior that'll in a cup, yup

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

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

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

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

I got concerned she got sick on the road
She ain't heavy, I'm a
And I wish I could pick up the load, but no

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

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

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

I know you hate and wanna see it fall
But they won't let you 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 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 with their black up
The devil's last wish is a queen who rise bitches

We used to read Francis or anything
By third world press press
But what the power of the word
Hatched ideas in our heads like in the nest
You gave to a new sound like Donda West, yes

I be saying all of this while the mic is on?
I might as well let it out because one day I might be
I write this song and hope you feel how we love you
And you play it 'cause I really 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,

night slips 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, you spit got the power to uplift and heal

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

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