Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

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

Marl on the musika, KRS on dem lyrics da
On the side I meta-ta-ta-physica, Kris is a
Master MC, challenge he, no nah
Let me get this-a, clear vinegar

Kris is the hood of America, I ahead of ya
What I spit better ya, retire? 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 to get with this guy
But the best can spit with this guy
It's the teacher, go on and him a try
I take you all the way to ba-da-bad-ba-ba-bi

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We free and we to be freer
The one that you to become a better you, that's your teacher
Through these lyrics I ya
The speaker, roof reacher, proofreader, meaner no one

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