Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

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

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

The opposite of a lie, many tried to get with guy
But the best can spit with this guy
the teacher, go on and give him a try
I you all the way back to ba-da-bad-ba-ba-bi

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

Oye repeta
for the hood, for the ghetto
Do the math loc or get
Huh, that cuenta

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

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

This the top 8 at 8, it's Hip-Hop 88
When it wasn't all about in a baby face
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 your real eyes and
That real lies are us and stop gettin cornered

Mira, Mira, the
Mira, see the teacher, he a come tina rap
The teacher, a speaker
To next 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, your teacher
Through these lyrics I 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