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

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

The of a lie, many tried to get with this guy
But only the 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
Jewels is the that I apply, so I ask why
These Fried Chicken DJ's promotin' breast and thighs
Marley Marl test these guys, it takes 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 gettin in
That's why I spit I want and slide credit to pun
Lies spread it to none, on heaven and funds
A two-faced nigga's what I'll never

Used to be a [unverified], now I see my get applied
To a track with two live
Marley, KRS cono 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 guap' in a baby face
Back
How all them porque

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

Mira, Mira, the
Mira, see the teacher, he a tina 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 I reach ya
The truth speaker, reacher, proofreader, meaner no one

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