Luyện nghe bài hát Non Fiction

[Intro: Raheem
Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one
Never, done (Rapsody)
And Radio Raheem
on the move

[Verse 1: DeVaughn]
My birthplace was the
Adidas with the fat
Cazelles on the frames of our
Boom Bap, out the box
We've been this 40 years strong
The game is for the taking this is history in the
And let me it clear (Ooh la la laa)
This ain't no gum rap with 9th on the track
And (Ooh la la laa)

[Hook: DeVaughn]
This is, is (Hip Hop)
is (Ooh la la laa)
The (x4)

[Verse 2:
I on my Ps and my Qs - Ss, Ts, Us
I'm always working, how you success in the stu
Some get they money, like to in the coupe
Was raised to spend days practicing like the
We the truth, none realer, too like Dilla, The Light
I shine, my rhymes come like the Williams
Two 22's, I'm a sister worth millions,
They all the flow like Big Williams
Polo dipped, loco
Weren't impressed if the flows won't potato
Rap back like the NATO, with gods
Cause my of being large weighed out like Chris
Yo, Biggie the goal, I'm the mold
Of what you really want to be if you hadn't of
Your soul, I slow like fo'-fo's hitting
'95 spirit, in the it was written
Cats trippin', but rip and I never stop
Got a little buzz now I bubble a kettle pot
I know the devil and wanna touch me
But like metal box, I stay under this Hip Hop forever God
Reckless, necklace, all hang 'em
Real back, now these rappers all changing
Fearful careers, I cower, the new power
Duracell it never runs out for an
Keep destroying, 'em like sour
Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em towers
the Real

[Raheem
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)
This is is, hip hop
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)
This is is, hip hop
is, hip hop (Ooh la la la)

[Verse 3:
The day saints of our stories
New torch bearers, we the children like
of the ones that ran Nation of Millions and watched Mike in Delores
Used to ride to Nore, now the people
About the 5'3" emcee ovaries
Got a bite on the mic like the likes of ol'
Hip-hop, score settle it's the flip flop
Back to when cats Lexus like wrist watch
Elbow out the door, Nas 'til the speaks pop
Couldn't see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' Reeboks
Rattle rear views, clear view, I fear you or you
You keep an ear to the streets, too, to hear I been in the booth, yea killin' on the daily
Jamla another baby of the 80's
Katy Perry, I grew up on
The flow cause I studied those old from the erry
Of the gold, why I shine like that it scary
The game over, I kill wack emcees, all
the real

[Break: DeVaughn]
The is for the taking this is history in the making
Let me make it (Ooh la la laa)
This ain't no bubble gum rap with 9th on the
TDE, ladies and Ab-Soul!

4: Ab-Soul]
And while you niggas keep the same drum
I'm smokin' I ain't got the same lungs
I had when I started, pardon my ignorant
I rap like I move but Apple S can't save 'em
There's only so you can show 'em
They been reading his story so long, think they know him
I'm sewing up the game, I need needle and
people lead sheep
Some people just need wool, the shit deep
Rugby the feel, you be where the rugs be
In the house nigga, with the of the house niggas
Thug life, rolling, my homies are "fuck life"
Showin' at the same damn time
I'd say the future is bright contrary to CNN
me a mic and about three nights
I turn straw into like Rumpelstiltskin
Man I a man cry vibing to Be A Man
Walking like an Egyptian, life ain't oh
Boy just got shipped and the don't care
I'll my steak rare, maybe it will help me bare
With all the consequences obvious in this here
So I guess I got the game figured out all
I guess you never know what you got til gone
Til' terrain on this plane experience sunshine
Two fingers up and fuck one

So yourself to get caught up in the Rapsody
And the 9th Wonder of the world
Raheem
Soul!