Luyện nghe bài hát Ms. Hill

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

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 to uplift and heal

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

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

Remember how they accused her of
She did her album without
Then she went to Rome to sing and tell the Pope about
Just after she left the Fugees, started rolling the Marleys
Got back with her crew at Dave Block Party

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

We used to chill at Nkiru, her moms was a
She used to love to buy the books by Octavia
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 I could pick up the load, but no

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

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

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

Got her assistant on the the phone, I need to to Lauryn
And I wanna through the storm
And I could be the umbrella when the rain is
Please, this no disrespect to whoever your man is
relationship is strictly music like D'Angelo

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

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 Francis Crest or anything
By third world press press
But the power of the word suggest
Hatched ideas in our like birds in the nest
You gave birth to a new sound 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 be gone
I this song and hope you feel how much we love you
And you play it 'cause I really got the words to say it, but yo

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

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

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

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

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