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 happiness around? Material, women, and large paper
That you inferior, not major

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

If could look inside my mind, you'll find
Where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who
Go to the center, enter with caution, the brain cell graveyard
weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll you nauseous
See what I seen every day I with this torture
Lightin' spliffs up to stay high 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, demons
Long as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', teach 'em
The hood from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers,
"No Half Steppin'" with flat when Rakim reigned
Radios on tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin'
Ask for mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin' on in every New York
Kids listened, Five Percenters it's pork in Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a difference
On a different coast, but we share the sunlight
You're part of the world, might be like colors and
While on my side, murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the story
From, to Texas metropolis
Them treacherous rastas in the 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 ghetto stays incredibly
Watching for paint chips, want no lead in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the be out
The chain be 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, rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist, I'll never the streets, it's all in my mind
Even sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I it would change
Can't hide when you or even try to do the same things
Like, always watching
My life before I, walk out the door I size up option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or
is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline reading "Rapper From a Man Shootin'"