Luyện nghe bài hát On and On

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

* Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" *

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

* Pete Rock scratches "on and on" samples *

Internal affairs, flippin Squares
In search of the Mecca many travel in
Walked the slave ship,? the of ningamora?
to a short order when I freak it on a corner
cruisin, decide to pull you over
Beefin, "Where's the Coke?" I said, "A of soda?"
The rookie's thirsty, but everything's mental
A baseball bat, to smack in the Temple
Agreed to meet the maker so I yelled Hail
And flew that head, to hit The on the Prairie
But the past can never my future correctly
I found a greater source
On and on, it on, you chant the
boppin simonized, you clockwise jammie
To quickly skip the minimal tip, I dap for the I dip
Can anyone see, phenomenally, to the last
I capitalize subliminally, for positivity
Yes my little chickadee, ready to flow me
Nevertheless I bless, me and see
Predominantly, be, All in the Family
God bless Black, know we go way back
CL and Pete Rock, like Dom Perignon
torn, word is bond, we got it goin on

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