Luyện nghe bài hát O Day

Hip hop is all about fun, yo, yo

Sword swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
With the of Samson, you still couldn't hold me
I got the rock stone from David's
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem

Watch for the cops, third eye the Cyclops
Red the chronic, don't need no eye drops
Swingin white on the block till 4 o'clock then hit IHOP's
Fiends in line I Robot

Take a hit and like the GoBots
Tell my uncle I know what he know not
Bank like Agent Cody, on the hunt rapin coyotes
Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on

In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, steerin wheel and the
Out to get the mills till I'm paid Bob DeNiro
With seven prime numbers that's by God zero's
MC epitome, but these ducka sucka tryin to get rid of me

But if you decipher my lyrics, truthfully and not
You'll see I influence the mentally as well as physically
Emotionally, promotionally, devotionally,
Speak the truth, and tell you how supposed to be

Zig Zag Zilla came, up the hilla man?
that shit

Sword still like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me
I got the stone from David's slingshot
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem

Watch for the cops, my eye like the Cyclops
Red from the chronic, I don't need no eye
Swingin white tops on the block til 4 o'clock hit IHOP's
Fiends in line like I

Take a hit and transform like the
Tell my that I know what he know not
Bank like Cody, on the hunt like rapin coyotes
Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on

In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, and the motor
Headin to North
With the cocaine plus the soda
MC epitome but savages tryin to get rid of me

If you my words, truthfully not critically
You'll see I influence the mentally as well as physically
Emotionally, promotionally, devotionally,
Nigga, I tell you how supposed to be

Zig Zag Zilla came, up the hilla, man?
cowards know me

D for digital, I,
G be graphical, I,
T technical, A, analytical
L be lyrical, who? Bobby Digital

D for digital, I,
G be graphical, I,
T for technical, A,
L for lyrical, who? Bobby

Yeah, we gon' it back RZA
Who the stepped on the wire?
You stupid

So you thought you was goin to escape, didn't
You thought you escape?
Aiyo, let the in
Aiyo son, G, yo, let the wolves in

All the in the back
All the in the back come up front
We gon' get real quick
that

Aiyo, hold on, hold on, hold on,
Man, get the off my feet, man
the fuck wrong with you, nigga
I'm to do my shit

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, New Year, nigga
Merry Christmas, July
So the mad scientist continued to drink the Digital
Fightin with the good and inside himself

to be Bobby, tryin to be RZA
Tryin to be one, to be real
Tryin to be
Tryin to be super real,

in peace to the ODB
Greatest MC of all time, greatest
One of the greatest performers of all
Aiyo, O, yo, O, birthday, nigga