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 to break in this time
I'm as a special guest by special request

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

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

Nanaan, tanaan, tinaan,
So I didn't come in here to 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 nines of
And kept them turning upside down
And teaching the babies to love, to be to give love
And to enter the new century with own prophecy

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

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

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

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

Hip-hop, hip-hop, the language of the railroad
In it's purest
Yeah true hip-hop is 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 watching my long's heart dancing to a De La

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

the heat 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 hear Baduism

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

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

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

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