Luyện nghe bài hát On and On

[CL
The was exiled, steadily profiled
as the underachievin can't stand to reason
Where's your daddy boy - to the drinker
Misunderstood to make the ordeal
They label me a child who can't cope
Hangin by a thread, yes a very thin
Inevitably, can never be the man can I ya
Visualize and memorize him in a
Well tally-ho, pip-pip, my fam's gonna a fit
My father lookin like he bust my lip
But that was never for my health
So I the shovel out my pocket and dig myself
Now when I look at the man in the
I see things much more my Lord
I'm not popular, less than a dollar
but the pinga I pack can you holla
* Rock scratches various "on and on" samples *
[CL
I said, what you know could make a whole new world
Man.. listen! I'm set to premonition
Your propaganda, type of version
Some of the things I bring, babblin non-person
Imbedded in my character, nostalgia
Uncommon valor who'd
have no man-made or sect
But try to believe what you conceive may be half
I light, to show the path in sight
Cause a man who can't treat you right can't teach you
In of your eyes, what a surprise, and let the nature
rise, for the girls and the guys
A Phi-Slamma-Jamma when you wear a
Peace to Pop Dukes, and long live
The formula's reality, Pete the storm
Together, forever, yes G we got it on
* Pete scratches various "on and on" samples *
[CL
Internal affairs, flippin Squares
In search of the Mecca many travel in
Walked the slave ship, to sodom and
to a short 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 rookie's thirsty, but everything's mental
A baseball bat, to smack Shirley in the
Agreed to the maker so I yelled Hail Mary's
And flew that head, to hit The House on the
But the past can never choose my correctly
I found a source directly
On and on, keep it on, you the
boppin simonized, you clockwise jammie
To quickly the minimal tip, I dap for the wise I dip
Can see, phenomenally, to the last degree?
I capitalize subliminally, wreck for
Yes my little chickadee, ready to with me
I bless, follow me and see
Predominantly, CL'll be, All in the
God bless Marky Black, know we go way
The lyrics I pack is like a needle in the
CL and Pete Rock, like Dom Perignon
torn, word is bond, we got it goin on
* Pete Rock scratches "on and on" samples to fade *