Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

Yeah, uh, huh
Use your real to realize these real lies
Yo Marley, hit 'em, word up
I don't know why these cats 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

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

The opposite of a lie, many tried to get with 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

fly, without the flashyness my
Jewels is the gift I apply, so I ask why
These Fried Chicken DJ's promotin' breast and thighs
Marley Marl these guys, it takes real eyes to realize these real lies

Oye repeta
for the hood, for the ghetto
Do the loc or get goin
Huh, 'bout that

How can I get in the front if I gettin in front
why I spit what I want and slide credit to pun
Lies it to none, rely on heaven and funds
A two-faced nigga's what I'll never

Used to be a [unverified], now I see my rhymes get
To a track two live nayendas
Marley, KRS cono dude well that it tres
Make a tape, no crosshairs, my aim is

ain't the top 8 at 8, it's Hip-Hop 88
When it wasn't all guap' in a baby face
Back
How all them entiendo

Soy un free ya boy, hundred percent see the toys
Can't win on the streets dog you a lawyer
Use real eyes and realize
real lies are upon us and stop gettin cornered

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

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

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