Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

Uhh, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh

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

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

Look inside my mind, you'll
Where bodies are buried, first past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the 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

Lightin' up to stay high 24 hours
Sleep my, wash with my in the shower
My tongue is power, it women, kills demons
Long as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to a girl
had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings,

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

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

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

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