Luyện nghe bài hát On and On

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The was exiled, steadily profiled
as the underachievin non-believin can't to reason
Where's your daddy boy - to categorize the
Misunderstood to make the linger
label me a problem child who can't cope
Hangin by a thread, yes a very thin
Inevitably, can never be the man can I ya
and memorize him in a cellar
Well tally-ho, pip-pip, my fam's gonna 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 when I look at the man in the
I see things much more my Lord
I'm not that popular, less than a
but the pinga I can make you holla
* Pete scratches various "on and on" samples *
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I said, what you don't know could make a whole new
Man.. listen! I'm set to sabotage
propaganda, crooked type of version
Some of the things I bring, you're non-person
in my character, rebel nostalgia
Uncommon valor rather
have no religion or sect
But try to believe what you conceive may be half
I shed light, to show the in sight
Cause a man who can't treat you right can't teach you
In front of your eyes, what a surprise, and let the
rise, just for the and the guys
A Phi-Slamma-Jamma when you a bandanna
to Pop Dukes, and long live Nana
The formula's reality, Pete the storm
Together, forever, yes G we got it on
* Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" *
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Internal affairs, flippin Hollywood
In search of the many travel in pairs
the slave ship, to sodom and gomorrah
to support a 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 lookin thirsty, but everything's mental
A baseball bat, to Shirley in the Temple
to meet the maker so I yelled Hail Mary's
And flew that head, to hit The on the Prairie
But the past can choose my future correctly
I found a greater directly
On and on, keep it on, you the
simonized, pullin you clockwise jammie
To skip the minimal tip, I dap for the wise I dip
Can anyone see, phenomenally, to the degree?
I capitalize subliminally, wreck for
Yes my little chickadee, ready to flow me
Nevertheless I bless, me and see
Predominantly, be, All in the Family
God bless Marky Black, we go way back
The lyrics I is like a needle in the haystack
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 *