Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Hill

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

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 power to uplift and

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

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

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

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

We used to chill at Nkiru, her was a customer
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 black self-esteem was so important

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

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

Another night slips
In words, I should 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 uplift the

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 rain is
Please, this no disrespect to whoever your man is
This relationship is music like D'Angelo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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