Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

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Uhh, uhh, uhh

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

No original, there's nothin' new under the sun
It's never what you do, but how done
you base your happiness around material, women
And large paper that means you inferior, not

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

Lightin' up to high like 24 hours
with my, wash with my in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, demons
Long as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll 'em
The hood converted from trey to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, summer was real ill
Four-finger rings,

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

on my side, brothers'll for different things
But it all revolve around, and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas
Them, rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin' less a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, and flags, American style

While in our world, the ghetto incredibly foul
for paint chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The be like 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, rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus exist

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