Luyện nghe bài hát On and On

The was exiled, steadily profiled
as the underachievin non-believin can't to reason
Where's daddy boy - to categorize the drinker
Misunderstood to make the ordeal
They label me a problem child who cope
Hangin by a thread, yes a very rope
Inevitably, can be the man can I tell ya
and memorize him in a cellar
Well tally-ho, pip-pip, my fam's gonna a fit
My father like he wanna bust my lip
But that was never good for my
So I take the shovel out my and dig myself
Now when I at the man in the mirror
I see things more clearer my Lord
I'm not that popular, less a dollar
but the? I pack can you holla

* Rock scratches various "on and on" samples *

I said, what you know could make a whole new world
Man. listen! I'm set to premonition
propaganda, crooked type of version
Some of the I bring, you're babblin non-person
Imbedded in my character, rebel
Uncommon valor who'd
have no man-made religion or
But try to believe what you conceive may be correct
I light, to show the path in sight
a man who can't treat you right can't teach you right
In front of eyes, what a surprise, and let the nature
rise, just for the girls and the
A Phi-Slamma-Jamma you wear a bandanna
to Pop Dukes, and long live Nana
The reality, Pete Rock's the storm
Together, forever, yes G we got it on

* Pete Rock scratches "on and on" samples *

Internal affairs, flippin Hollywood
In search of the Mecca many in pairs
the slave ship,? the side of ningamora?
to support a order when I freak it on a corner
Five-oh cruisin, to pull you over
Beefin, "Where's the Coke?" I said, "A of soda?"
The lookin thirsty, but everything's mental
A baseball bat, to smack in the Temple
Agreed to the maker so I yelled Hail Mary's
And flew that head, to hit The House on the
But the can never choose my future correctly
I found a greater directly
On and on, keep it on, you the
boppin simonized, pullin you clockwise
To skip the minimal tip, I dap for the wise I dip
Can anyone see, phenomenally, to the last
I capitalize subliminally, for positivity
Yes my little chickadee, ready to with me
Nevertheless I bless, me and see
Predominantly, CL'll be, All in the
God Marky Black, know we go way back
CL and Rock, Smooth like Dom Perignon
torn, word is bond, we got it goin on

* Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" to fade *