Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's Original

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

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

If niggas could look inside my mind, find
Where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who
Go to the center, enter with caution, the brain cell graveyard
Where weed's responsible for loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you
See I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin' spliffs up to stay high like 24
Sleep with my heat, wash my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills
Long as I'm still I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a
Everybody had money, every summer was ill
Four-finger rings, dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the buildin'
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's
And this was goin' on in every New York
Kids listened, Five said it's pork in Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, a time 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, fame and
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the story
From, Czechoslovakia to metropolis
Them treacherous rastas in the Mexican
Be scrapping with 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
for paint chips, don't want no lead in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the be out
The chain be like a K
Shining since Roxanne Shante' made "Runaway"; been a minute
Genesis is deep, my are that of a God
It's not a facade a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist, I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my
Even with sleep I'm nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I it would change
hide when you famous or even try to do the same things
Like, somebody's always
My life I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, like God or guns
is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
reading "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin'"