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

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

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

He has returned with messages to my earlobes
From all my From Mexico, Brazil, Italy, Japan
And of in the motherland
in the orient, they know what I meant

Nanaan, tanaan, tinaan,
So I come in here to give any shouts out
I came to praise and honor and to identify my children
Who've been and doing the right things

You know they sat on those of 1999
And kept them from turning upside
And teaching the babies to love, to be able to love
And to enter the new century with own prophecy

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

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

What karat is gold
That was yours before you were in the hole
Or that from 1629, buy some land
Think agriculture, beat that

you claim you love so dear
Are you or what kind of a man?
See, Pops is out of the garden
From the world was starting brand new

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

It can sit on your and your brain remain froze
So when you see me traveling on a spiritual
I'm high with Cee-Lo
Or watching my long's heart dancing to a De La flow

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

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

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

I to the musical stylings of a Tribe Called Quest
Okay, we ready to get out of
We ready to it home now
so everybody knows

When Pops get ready to say something
I mean when it's for me to lay it on the wood
And it ain't no time for no shecky,
when I call on a black girl named Betty

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