Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's Original

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

No idea's original, there's nothing new the sun
It's never what you do, but how it's
you base your happiness around? Material, women, and large paper
That means you inferior, not

If niggas could inside my mind, you'll find
bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter caution, past the brain cell graveyard
Where weed's for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll you nauseous
See what I seen day I live with this torture
Lightin' spliffs up to stay high 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 trey bags to 20's a girl
had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the buildin'
Ask for mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin' on in every New ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters it's pork in Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time
On a different coast, but we share the same
You're part of the world, might be like colors and
While on my side, brothers'll murder for different
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and
for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, to Texas metropolis
Them treacherous rastas in the mafias
Be with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothing less a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly
Watching for paint chips, don't want no lead in yo'
But gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The be like a hundred 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, these wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist, never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would
hide when you famous or even try to do the same things
Like, somebody's watching
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 wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline reading "Rapper Slain a Man Shootin'"