Luyện nghe bài hát O Day

Hip hop is all havin fun, yo, yo

Sword swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
With the strength of Samson, you still hold me
I got the rock stone David's slingshot
Who master the wisdom to which Rakeem got?

Watch for the cops, eye like 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 like I Robot

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

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

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

Zig Zag Zilla came, where's up the hilla
that shit

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

for the cops, my third eye like the Cyclops
Red the chronic, I don't need no eye drops
Swingin white tops on the til 4 o'clock then hit IHOP's
in line like I Robot

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

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

If you decipher my words, not critically
see I influence the world 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 that lyrical, Bobby Digital

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

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

So you thought you was goin to escape, you?
You thought you could
Aiyo, let the in
Aiyo son, aiyo G, yo, let the in

All the in the back
All the wolves in the back come up
We gon' get savage real
that

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

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, Happy New Year,
Christmas, it's July
So the mad scientist continued to drink the Digital
Fightin with the good and evil himself

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

Rest in to the ODB
Greatest MC of all time, greatest
One of the greatest of all times
Aiyo, O, yo, O, happy birthday,