Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

Uhh, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh

No idea's original, nothin' new under the sun
never what you do, but how it's done
What you base your around material, women
And paper that means you inferior, not major

No original, there's nothin' new under the sun
It's what you do, but how it's done
What you base happiness around material, women
And large paper that you inferior, not major

Look inside my mind, you'll
bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, with caution, past the braincell graveyard
Where weed's for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with torture

Lightin' up to stay high 24 hours
Sleep with my, wash my in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills
as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
The converted from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was ill
rings, dealers

No half with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin'
Ask for today's mathematics, we children
And this was goin' on in every New ghetto
Kids listened, percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time
On a different coast, but we share the same
part of the world, might be like colors and gangs

While on my side, for different things
But it all revolve around, fame and
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same
From, Czechoslovakia to metropolis
Them, rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin' with tats on they back, violent
Nothin' less than a lethal injection if ever
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, style

While in our world, the stays incredibly foul
Watchin' for paint chips, don't no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the be out
The chain be a hundred K
since Roxanne Shante' made 'Runaway' that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these wanna be Nas
My doesn't exist

I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my
Even with sleep I'm duckin' in my
Sirens, wide awake, why'd I think it would
Can't hide when you or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's always watchin', my
Before I, out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, like God or guns
is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
readin' 'Rapper Slain From a Man'