Luyện nghe bài hát Pease Porridge

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

Word up, yo, De La? Yo, those kids, man?
ain't punks, man, yo man, those kids are wack man
Straight up booty, wack, yo but, yo, that
That was kind of fly, man and Potholes?, Slammin',

Yeah, it was, up, yo it was but forget that man, after they
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out with 'Plug One, Plug Two' then 'Potholes', yo
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Then they fell of with the brothers, yes did man, yo, they were
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Straight up pop, man, I'm telling you, them faggots
(Nine old )

Yo check it out, though, WRMS is throwin' a at the club
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Though, man, yo I bet you they'll be
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Yeah, all right, so let the brothers show up, man, let brothers
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Show up and get cold jacked the leaders run up on them
(Nine old )

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

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

The pease, the pease the pease porridge failed
It kept, it kept us calm, our merry
But late but loonies actin' real bold
Can't sip in luxury, my cranberry

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

Yo, Thing, yo Merissa, what's up?
You heard what happened at the Donut Hill the other
Yo I was there and those De La kids was
Yo they was wildin', man?

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

Yeah, Plug Three, I know him
All right, Plug Three, all right, he up to this kid, hit him
quick, think he didn't when he did and then them
Other kids the Jungle Brothers and and, um, what's the other

Ones, the ones? The Violators
The Violators, right, right, throwin' and they didn't care
Who they was hittin', you think they
Yeah, I know, I it was supposed to be about peace signs
Things that, you know

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

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

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

But in a file my Native Tongue is calm
I rather, rather pass a brother 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 deep into my system
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 you're life's jep
To praise, to praise the Soul is on a down
It's false, because I'll spray you the Black Flag

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Nine old

Can't stand, stand, can't stand the pop music
Brother, brother, pop a lot of pow
Don't watch, don't watch, don't a lot of basketball
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
Throw on the Touchin' Fingers
So we can throw our lemonade in face and kick their little butts

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

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

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

People get ragged with the reruns
Me not, me not, me not to trudge a bit
They can't, can't, they 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 until the are flown
Take to a cool one's peaceful ways
But when but when we fly that head all the say

Here in Frogland, we eat our Porridge
'Cause it keeps us frogs real like
In my land, my people adore
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 rituals and are so violent
I understand, I don't understand

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