Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's Original

No original, there's nothing new under the sun
It's never what you do, but how done
What you your happiness around? Material, women, and large paper
That you inferior, not major

No idea's original, nothing new under the sun
It's never you do, but how it's done
What you base your happiness around? Material, women, and large
means you inferior, not major

If could look inside my mind, you'll find
Where bodies are buried, look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, the brain cell graveyard
Where weed's responsible for memory
witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen day I live with this torture
Lightin' spliffs up to stay like 24 hours
with my heat, wash with my gun 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 bags to 20's a
Everybody had money, every summer was ill
rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods
Ask for mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin' on in New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters it's pork in Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, a time difference
On a different coast, but we share the same
part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers'll for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, and shorties
Stuck for your bling, for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas
Them rastas in the Mexican mafias
Be scrapping with tats on they back, wars
Nothing than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, and flags, American style
While in our world, the stays incredibly foul
Watching for paint chips, don't want no lead in yo'
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the be out
The be like a hundred K
Shining 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 exist, 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 think it change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the things
Like, somebody's watching
My life I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or
Which is better protection? Can't decide, a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the bamboozled
Headline "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin'"