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 in the studio
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 again
They may have to to get it back
You know, as a result of my son common touring the
Pops has acquired a wonderful extended family from around the

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

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

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

The century of
You see I deal with the premise all children are ours
And we all travel the same path
It's just that we get there at the same time

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

What is they gold
That was before you were done in the hole
Or that crew from 1629, buy some
Think agriculture, that neighborhood

Which you claim you love so
Are you mankind or 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
Yeah true hip-hop is like the underground railroad
If the is not for you

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

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

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

And you go right until you go left
And get some ingredients from the chef Jazzy Jeff
Children, traveled this globe, north to south, east to west
And my soul appears lost

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

When Pops get ready to say 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 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