Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's Original

No idea's original, there's new under the sun
It's what you do, but how it's done
What you base your happiness Material, women, and large paper
That you inferior, not major

No idea's original, there's new under the sun
It's never you do, but how it's done
you base your happiness around? Material, women, and large paper
That means you inferior, not

If niggas could look inside my mind, you'll
Where bodies are buried, first look the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, the brain cell graveyard
Where weed's responsible for memory
Let's witness, the horrific, the make you nauseous
See I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin' spliffs up to stay like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash my gun in the shower
My is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long as I'm breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was ill
Four-finger rings, dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops 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
listened, Five Percenters said it's pork in Jell-o
We coincide, we in the life, maybe a time difference
On a different coast, but we the same sunlight
part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and
Stuck for bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas
Them treacherous in the Mexican mafias
Be scrapping with tats on back, violent wars
Nothing less a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, and flags, American style
While in our world, the stays incredibly foul
Watching for chips, don't want no lead in yo' child
But gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a K
Shining since 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 doesn't exist, I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I it would change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the things
Like, always watching
My life before I, walk out the door I size up every
Eyes cut every direction, like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains
reading "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin'"