Luyện nghe bài hát North Star

You know God, I been, youknowhatI'msayin?
Doin my thing man
So I'ma get up with you though baby
KnowhatI'msayin? You you my nigga kid
I'ma always come through for you
Yo man, you gotta understand, this shit is though man
All the time,
Yo man, you man
Yo Rae, peace God!
(We've got the to resurrect the dead)
baby? God damn, look at you man
Damn God, I got a out you man
Man, I done watched you man, you was a little crumbsnatcher
A little weed-hopper running around man
at you baby, you look good
(We've got the to resurrect the dead)
Understand, I you go through a lot of trials and tribulations
But you know something, like I to always tell you baby
A good listener's a learner
(G-O-D's my reality)
I see you VERY well, understand?
(I'm strong and I'm gonna go on to the highest degree)
Your is coming baby
See sometime, it could be like, a view
YouknowhatI'msayin? And don't know when their blessing comes
But I watch you grow, man you is a very man
Man, I watched you I used to sit down and you would
trick me out my shootin dice, niggaz is you crazy?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
(G-O-D's my reality)
Crazy you man
Yo Rae, you remember shit man?
When we used to be down there in the hills and shit
(I'm elevating strong I'm go on to the highest degree)
And catch it, from Old Man Freed
He'd be yelling "You slick ass"
Ha ha ha ha
Talk to me baby,
Ha ha ha ha
I've been through all them things, man I'm you growin
But remember one thing Rae like I used to you
The child you was is you the man you is today
And if you don't know where you from baby
You DAMN sure know that you don't know where you
Can you see what I'm
Know which way you
(We've got the to resurrect the dead)
You understand? And follow that destiny, the light
And set you free
(Ohh, my reality)
I've watched you baby
You my man

(We're elevating strong and we're on to the highest degree)

Now that could be the Wu-Tang
Start to knuckle up and, gun shots start to click the block's
Could it be, and would it be, that we was
Catchin, rabies, niggaz to act crazy
Day one, in my spot July the
I had a mint, stickin up Devines hittin them nines
I was toxie, from layin up in all night
nigga bust a shot, lick my man's wife
It was I contact the Abbot
He shook the though, then he passed the phat chrome automatic
We goin to war, you we headed to the floor
He woulda, did it, for me fuck it, let's
dough, with the P.L.O., wrapped on tight
Sayin in my mic "Yo we go"
My impression was to add some lessons
Question, one, what made you even show your gun and blow the
He and rocked the green eye
And yo, he started, "Them niggaz sellin two for fives!"
But he's a goner and I got my
What, I'm feedin my babies, Cash for mortal daughters

Yeah, Rae
Feedin my babies, Cash for mortal daughters
God is the son of man
(We've got the to ressurrect the dead)
I'll say it one time, and be ceratin that fake God does not
(Ohh, my reality)
(I'm elevating strong we're gonna go on to the degree)
is why the universe, has itself balanced the scale
of knowledge, and it was measured by the portion
of knowledge
No man, can judge for
But each man must weigh all and circumstances
And truth in his own judgment of righteousness
See, the way to evil, balance in no man
For no man is good and bad at the time
you good, or you bad