Luyện nghe bài hát Pops Rap III... All My Children

Hey, hey old bean and you to sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the
And I didn't to break in this time
I'm back as a guest by special request

And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once
may have to wrestle to get it back
You know, as a result of my son common touring the
Pops has acquired a wonderful extended from around the globe

He has returned positive messages to my earlobes
From all my children From Mexico, Brazil, Italy,
And of in the motherland
Even in the orient, know what I meant

Nanaan, tanaan, tinaan,
So I didn't in here to give any shouts out
I came to praise and honor and to identify my children
Who've saying and doing the right things

You know they sat on those nines of
And kept them turning upside down
And teaching the babies to love, to be able to love
And to enter the new with their own prophecy

The of amends
You see I deal with the premise all children are ours
And that we all travel the path
It's just we don't get there at the same time

See you next lifetime, see you next
And to my children around here
Talking how nice is they ice
they've already paid for twice

What karat is they
was yours before you were done in the hole
Or that crew from 1629, buy land
agriculture, beat that neighborhood

Which you claim you so dear
Are you mankind or what kind of a
See, Pops is straight out of the
From the world was starting brand new

Hip-hop, hip-hop, the language of the underground
In it's purest
Yeah true is just like the underground railroad
If the is not for you

It can sit on your nose and your remain froze
So when you see me on a spiritual high
I'm flying high with
Or maybe watching my long's dancing to a De La flow

knows there's no fruit on the tree without the roots
And Star said we are what we are
The Of Self Determination and my little homie KG
Up there in milking 10,000 lakes

Keep the on em', we got to be kind to the growing mind
So if heart is real
You will hear Big Will and Ms. Hill
If your love is true, you hear Baduism

And you can't go until you go left
And get some ingredients from the music chef Jeff
Children, I've this globe, north to south, east to west
And whenever my soul lost

I turn to the musical stylings of a Tribe Called
Okay, we to get out of here
We to take it home now
Just so knows

When get ready to say something good
I mean when it's for me to lay it on the wood
And it no time for no shecky, shecky
That's when I call on a black named Betty

Y'all looking for the only and it doesn't even exist
I just come to give love and peace and to all my children