Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

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

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

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

The opposite of a lie, many 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

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

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

How can I get in the front if I gettin in front
That's why I spit I want and slide credit to pun
Lies spread it to none, rely on heaven and
A two-faced nigga's what 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, Hip-Hop 88
When it wasn't all about in a baby face
Back
How all them porque

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

Mira, Mira, the
Mira, see the teacher, he a come tina rap
The teacher, a specialist
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 you, that's your teacher
these lyrics I reach ya
The speaker, roof reacher, proofreader, meaner no one

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