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

Hey, hey old and you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm in the studio
And I have to break in this time
I'm back as a special guest by special

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

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

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

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

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

See you next lifetime, see you next
And to my children running around
Talking about how is they ice
That they've already for twice

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

Which you claim you so dear
Are you mankind or what kind of a
See, is straight out of the garden
From when the world was starting 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 you see me traveling on a spiritual high
I'm flying with Cee-Lo
Or maybe watching my long's heart dancing to a De La

Everybody knows there's no fruit on the tree the roots
And Black Star said we are we are
The Knowledge Of Self Determination and my homie KG
Up there in milking 10,000 lakes

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

And you go right until you go left
And get ingredients from the music chef Jazzy Jeff
Children, I've traveled this globe, to south, east to west
And whenever my appears lost

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

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

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