Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

Yeah, uh, huh
Use your real eyes to realize these real
Yo Marley, let's hit 'em, up
I know why these cats tryin to front

Marley on the musika, KRS on dem lyrics da
On the side I teach meta-ta-ta-physica, is a
Master MC, he, no nigga nah
Let me get this-a, clear like

Kris is the of America, I stay ahead of ya
What I spit better ya, retire? Me? No, never, nah
Way too clever for cats that want me to this endeavor
I'm whatever, hah

The opposite of a lie, tried to get with this guy
But only the best can spit this guy
the teacher, go on and give him a try
I take you all the way back to

Stay fly, without the my
is the gift that I apply, so I ask why
These Kentucky Chicken DJ's promotin' breast and thighs
Marley test these guys, it takes real eyes to realize these real lies

Oye mietro
This for the hood, for the
Do the math loc or get
Huh, 'bout cuenta

How can I get in the front if I ain't gettin in
That's why I spit I want and slide credit to pun
Lies spread it to none, rely on heaven and
A nigga's what I'll never become

to be a [unverified], now I see my rhymes get applied
To a with two live nayendas
Marley, KRS cono dude that makes it tres
a tape, no crosshairs, my aim is great

This ain't the top 8 at 8, it's 88
When it wasn't all about guap' in a baby
then
How all them entiendo

Soy un free ya boy, percent loco see the toys
win on the streets dog you need a lawyer
Use real eyes and realize
That real lies are us and stop gettin cornered

Mira, Mira, the
Mira, see the teacher, he a come rap eater
The teacher, a specialist
To next to the leader you must be next to BE leader

We free and we strive to be
The one that helps you to become a better you, that's teacher
Through lyrics I reach ya
The truth speaker, reacher, proofreader, meaner no one

We chosen, lyric
Young gun old gun
me? No son
Use your real eyes to realize real lies