Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

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

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

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

up to stay high like 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 hood converted trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, summer was real ill
Four-finger rings,

No half steppin' with flat tops when Rakim
on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin'
Ask for today's mathematics, we children
And was goin' on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, five percenters 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 of the world, might be like colors and gangs

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

in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin' for paint chips, want no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be a hundred K
Shinin' since Shante' made 'Runaway' that's been a minute
is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't

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