Luyện nghe bài hát Poetic Justice

Ladies and
are seven acknowledge wonders of the world
You are about to the eighth

Poetic
What around, comes around

Stop, look, listen,
Play fire and you'll get burned
You think you want but you don't want none
A on the mic, you don't want one

I the heat on, proceed to beat on
Any soft sap who think he's
Na, in my realm when I'm at the helm
Nightmare's a joke I'm on Elm

Street, sleep but you dream
Awaken, achin', Codeine
Now tryin' to O.D.
'Cause you don't none of Moe Dee

Pain relievers won't ya
Suicide do it either
after I cremate you
I'ma you

Bring you back for another
Just to put you in the ground
and over again
When is it over, it

I die but I won't die, don't try
Rhyme forever, huh, why I
Crush whoever tries to crush
Hurt the truth, poetic justice

Poetic

What around, comes around
around, comes around
What goes around, around
Goes around, around

justice to poetry

This is a flurry, a of fury
A so fast that it has to blurry
Your vision, don't wink, or stop to think
Or you miss the next rhyme, ink

from the brain to the pen
And comes alive when the thought
the pen to the paper and paper to tape
And a to wax and back to the tape

Another hit which you can't get
A brainiac'll react, but a
Can't relate, he can't the weight
The rhyme's too and he sleeps awake

The comatose need a double
'Cause Kool Moe Dee don't rhyme like
Simplified or out of the norm
But I simplify as I'm to

for the pop [unverified] playlist
The pop jocks, play this
In an intent to hold rap
They stop the and play the wack

They play the weak 'cause the won't speak
But that just makes a fan go
A station that know will bust this
Poetic
(Who's on the radio)

Justice

What goes around, around
Goes around, around
What goes around, around
Goes around, comes

justice to poetry

Poetic, phonetic, genetic,
You it
who chose to oppose are foes
And can't grow afros

As the rhyme flows, the grows
But those with a pure soul knows
The of the beat of the drum
And where it's from

For those of you who just don't
the second boat you're missin'
Just like Noah, had you
Rap's the warnin' of an

Of an era, a reign of
like a nova, never ever
Try to the lie
The truth die and that's why I

A child of the Nile
Speak a ghetto style and meanwhile
The reason I to the youth
Is pure souls can feel the

The poisoned souls tried to stop it
But just stop it 'cause is
From our and you can't touch this
This is our ancestors' poetic

Poetic

goes around, comes around
Goes around, around
What around, comes around
around, comes around

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