Luyện nghe bài hát O Day

Hip hop is all about fun, yo, yo

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

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

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

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

But if you decipher my lyrics, truthfully and not
You'll see I influence the world as well 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 swing Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
With the of Samson, you still couldn't hold me
I got the rock stone from slingshot
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem

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

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

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

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

Zig Zag Zilla came, where's up the hilla,
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 fuck stepped on the
You mutha

So you you was goin to escape, didn't you?
You thought you escape?
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, on, hold on, hold on, nigga
Man, get the off my feet, man
the fuck wrong with you, nigga
I'm tryin to do my

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

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

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