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

Hey, hey old bean and you to baby
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm 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 thank my son for loaning me this microphone once
They may have to to get it back
You know, as a result of my son common touring the
Pops has a wonderful extended family from around the globe

He has with positive messages to my earlobes
From all my children From Mexico, Brazil, Italy,
And of course in the
Even in the orient, they what I meant

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

You know they sat on nines of 1999
And them from turning upside down
And teaching the to love, to be able to give love
And to enter the new century their own prophecy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When Pops get 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 I call on a black girl named Betty

Y'all looking for the only truth and it even exist
I come to give love and peace and honor to all my children