Luyện nghe bài hát Nag Champa (afrodisiac For The World)

Yeah boy
In the (for you and yours) to be
Da uh da uh, we got the uh
We to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby...
Yo yo yo it
Excite-ting, enlight-ning,
I'm writin that I feel
Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the of Com
Is like that of a ocean, devotion I'm
The Earth, Wind, and of hip hop
By and Short I been inspired
My shit knocks
of cats wit tint, time is money
The is funny, how it's spent on gettin it
It's sittin wit of Abraham
Who say the jam is "Money, Cash, Hoes"
I went from to asshole to international
Lover-self, word to the on my last record cover it's felt
Now wit it

Bilal

I wanna get it
do this
I see you move it
So it
So let's get into it
Let's do
Can you the music?
The oh ah, can you feel the music, the music

Yo it yo
In this never-ending battle to
Niggas, writers, MC's
Who hot shit, I freeze
And tell em where I was rose, we said cold
Hold your Horses and ya Carriages, this nigga
shows care-less
You not respect self, at least respect the heritage
Affect the lives, the of wealth and the merit is
I realize what I day to day, I gotta carry this
And beats, rhymes and is where the marriage is
Had Dreams of Fuckin R&B broads, it came
I wreck, shared the same view
Picked up a fallen on the path that I MC
voice, come to find out the angel was me
say "You changin, Rashid"
Times are, we close
I far, away away away
From what you accustomed to hearin everyday,
You the dope-choppin, gun-poppin, homies dyin
I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Ryan, INI

Yo it yo
cry, children laugh, men dance
I refuse to lose self and try to win over
Weight on my shoulder fluctuates Oprah's
My poetry's magnetic like ultra
You hang if you was a poster
like a bitch for exposure
It's of gay MC's, just don't come around me wit it
You still rockin hickies, let me find out he did it
Got My on the Tiger, Eyes on the Prize
Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Blige, imagin on how good the cat be
Stop meat, lost weight, but I still rap husky
My depth is that of a baby's first step
Or the old lady who died and the nurse
I flow cursive writing, invitin you and yours to my openess
Shows allow me to cop Range/range like a
But man does not on bread alone
What good is a when it's time to head home?

2x

[Common] *during chorus on the time*
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac,
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac,
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac,
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac,
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac,
We be that, we be
Afrodisiac, disiac