Luyện nghe bài hát Pease Porridge

Yo, gee, yo, up, gee, man
Yo, man you heard about club called the Donut Hill, B?
Yeah, man, I heard kinda fly, man
Yo man, Rakim and De La be up there all the

Word up, yo, De La? Yo, punk kids, man?
They punks, man, yo man, those kids are wack man
Straight up booty, wack, yo but, yo, Buddy
That was kind of fly, man and Potholes?, Slammin',

Yeah, it was, word up, yo it was but forget that man, after
(Pease in the pot)
Came out with 'Plug One, Plug Two' 'Potholes', yo
(Pease in the pot)

Then they fell of with the brothers, yes they did man, yo, they
(Pease in the pot)
Straight up pop, man, I'm you, forget them faggots
(Nine old )

Yo check it out, though, is throwin' a party at the club
(Pease in the pot)
Though, man, yo I bet you be there
(Pease in the pot)

Yeah, all right, so let the brothers up, man, let them brothers
(Pease in the pot)
Show up and get jacked when the leaders run up on them
(Nine old )

My name, my name, my name is the
Now I like, I like I to plug the real thing
So loose, so loose, so with the tap dance
The funk, the funk, funky, stuff I bring

My tribe, my tribe, my tribe is as Native Tongues
Consists, consists, of Jungle, Quest and others
Get played, get played, a lot on radio
And and also and also by some foul brothers

The pease, the pease the pease porridge never
It kept, it kept us calm, our stylin'
But late but loonies actin' real bold
Can't sip in luxury, my cranberry

watch and watch and watch I dance the big tut
Our home, our our homeboys has to plan tricks
Don't real, don't real, don't realize the Tongue
Is rollin' strong and startin' in the mega mix

Yo, Miss Thing, yo Merissa, up?
You heard what at the Donut Hill the other night?
Yo I was there and De La kids was fightin'
Yo was wildin', word man?

Word, the whole thing in front of my face, yo, they was on
The floor, right, some kid stepped up to
Them and said about hippies, then punks
And the one, Plug Three?

Yeah, Plug Three, I know him
All right, Plug Three, all right, he walked up to kid, hit him
Real quick, think he when he did and then them
Other kids the Jungle Brothers and and, um, what's the other

Ones, the other ones? The
The Violators, right, right, throwin' chairs and they didn't
Who they was hittin', you they wasn't?
Yeah, I know, I thought it was supposed to be peace signs
Things like that, you

Question, and that's if only I can ask question
Can I? Yes you can
Why do people think because we speak peace
We can't blow no joints? don't know

Mase, this is the ninth day I've this porridge
You know it me peacefully, no?
Yeah but my tolerance has now peaked
And now it's for some heads to get flown

We bring, we bring, we bring, we bring the of course
But a nine inside, inside my De La drawers
A picture, picture, picture, picture pink
Could turn to red, to red, to red in blooded

But in a single file my Tongue is calm
I rather, pass a brother palm to palm
We kick, we kick, we kick a of unity
And shack and shackle to the beat, beat

I click, I the TV to the Simpsons
And sip the porridge deep into my
So mel, so mellow mode is my day
the studio or on a road

The Swing, the Swingalow is the now
It's murder if you bet 'cause life's jep
To praise, to praise the is on a down drag
It's false, because spray you with the Black Flag

Pease in the pot
Pease in the pot
porridge in the pot
days old

Pease in the pot
porridge in the pot
Pease in the pot
Nine old

Can't stand, can't stand, stand the pop music
Brother, brother, pop a lot of pow
Don't watch, don't watch, don't watch a lot of
Don't und, don't understand the act of fouled

Hey D, hey D, hey DJ set the up
It's time, it's time, time to tame the annoyin' pups
on the Touchin' Fingers serenade
So we can throw our lemonade in face and kick their little butts

And off and Mase is the first to throw a and he connects
(Touching fingers, touch, touch)
Lovely to the ribcage, you say so Squirrel?
(One at a time, together)

Indeed, indeed, I would say he showed a lot of
(Touching fingers, touch, touch)
Combination but look at the hoodlum to escape
(One at a time, together)

Yeah, it seems that that particular hoodlum great form in
(Touching fingers, touch, touch)
Trying to escape but he, ah, just got his ass
(One at a time, together)

wanna get ragged with the reruns
Me not, me not, me not to trudge a bit
They can't, they can't, can't get close to none
I tap, I tap, I tap a war skit

The por, the por, the got crazy cold
We won't, we won't eat the heads are flown
Take advantage to a one's peaceful ways
But but when we fly that head all the people say

Here in Frogland, we eat our Porridge
'Cause it keeps us frogs peaceful like
In my land, my adore Porridge
And I don't understand why De La Soul is so

And we are so peaceful, we sit by the fire
And listen to our and they are so violent
I don't understand, I understand

Pease in the pot
porridge in the pot
Pease in the pot
Nine old

Pease in the pot
porridge in the pot
Pease in the pot
days old

Pease in the pot