Luyện nghe bài hát Patti Dooke

Why do we to cross over?
Why are always crossing over somethin'?
And what's the
They our music as long
As can't see our faces?
One, two, one, two, you got it

Runnin' through the trenches,
Runnin' through the trenches,
through the trenches
It's the Patti Dooke, it's the what?
through the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Dooke

Runnin' through the trenches,
through the trenches, what?
Runnin' the trenches
the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti what?
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Dooke

the other day I got a starter kit
An M is a terrible to waste
Caught the face from the backs of the of the mind state
I control to a fraud

Nah, it ain't happenin', nada to it even
Robbin' and theivin' is one who infiltrates a Colgate frown
And all remember my nasal for I sniff
Well, it in the year of '78

But it's '93 or I say '94?
For my is much more
I said, "Come in", in
on, come out into my reservoir

As I macks a man, your bastard style has been stuck
By a sticker with a Lickin''
if, how's about, why would?
Never thought that the would bust the jeans

Mash it up, the one with the
Mega mustache the beat, it
Deep under sheets, this hint
Hostin' all threats but watch out Mr.

Jimmy and the Jet, standin' on the
I'm as the farmer
mate without mendin', bendin'
Compromising any of my styles to a smile

Listen while you it, there's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the and the rap got me red
While the boys Tommy plant bridge crossin' to a larger community
Yet soon to see I have a brother named Luck

A named Dres
A groupie named Cassandra caught on the head
Of a baby named Chris, I missed a kid who caught when sayin'
Afrika and I when B's on the set

Runnin' the trenches, what?
through the trenches, what?
Runnin' through the
It's the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Dooke

Prevention sucka M.C.'s
Prevention against M.C.'s
Prevention against M.C.'s
And now, prevention against M.C.'s

We to change the cover a little bit
we see the big picture
Negroes and folks buyin' this album

Negroes and folks buyin' this album
Everybody's gonna who this group is
We just felt that the picture wasn't as
As it was that we in crossing over

over ain't nuthin' but a double cross
Once you our audience
We never gon' get them
He may even try to our sound

Let no man put
Severin' the I never blunder
all the checks on the mic
I might to the bush, brand Plug Wonder

Funk to the against hoods
Bridges to woods down under
They can't be raised with the feminine
In conjunction with no in the mix

White boy, Roy, cannot it
But the to try and steal it
Dilute it, it, kill it
I see him to the masses
And when the leechin' I'ma shoot 'em all in they

Runnin' through the trenches,
Runnin' through the trenches,
Runnin' through the
It's the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Dooke

It might blow up but it go pop
It might up but it won't go pop
It blow up but it won't go pop
It might blow up but it go pop

It might blow up but it go pop
It might up but it won't go pop
It blow up but it won't go pop
It might up but it won't go pop

I light and not skin, I ain't from Europe
connects at the root of the retina of the third
Mums the word when ya blind, baby, to the fact

rest the Compton so I don't own a gat
But respect is clear crystal Millie got a pistol
And she's with me, wild, of most wild
Born child to the old school soul

of the many paragraphs ago
Walker of the plenty broken ago
Phantom of the phrase, black in ways
'Cause I see her runnin' through the
Comin' rent my style

I'm not the one to fuck
I'm you out
I'm just not the one to fuck wit so it

Y'all, y'all who I am, listen up, son
Peace to my man,
And better guard your trenches
'Cause we runnin' 'em

Do it, fluid, mess up my
Do it, fluid, up my mind
Do it, fluid, up my mind
Do it, fluid, mess up my
Do it, fluid, up my mind

me somethin'?
How come never cross over to us?
I never five niggas on Elvis Presley album cover