Luyện nghe bài hát Musika

Yeah, uh, huh
Use your real eyes to these real lies
Yo Marley, hit 'em, word up
I know why these cats tryin to front

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

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

The opposite of a lie, many to get with this guy
But only the can spit with this guy
the teacher, go on and give him a try
I take you all the way back to

Stay fly, without the my
is the gift that I apply, so I ask why
These Kentucky Fried Chicken DJ's breast and thighs
Marley test these guys, it takes 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 gettin in front
That's why I spit what I and slide credit to pun
Lies spread it to none, rely on heaven and
A two-faced nigga's I'll never become

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

This ain't the top 8 at 8, Hip-Hop 88
When it all about guap' in a baby face
Back
How all entiendo porque

Soy un free ya boy, hundred loco see the toys
Can't win on the streets dog you need a
Use real eyes and realize
That 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 next to the leader you must be next to BE

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

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