Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

Big Zoo, uh
Technique, uh
balances, uh, uh

[Verse 1 - Big
for pound
I'm the most positive when I bust
The Zoo adds on a plus sign
Addition, that's the key in the
With no pause, I to pole position (Vroom!)
Ahead of the pack, light years of the wack
I give a fiend a Good Book, instead of the
That's the gold mine, can't hold mine
The black bear's headed for the gold mine (look out, out)
And I'm positive as Showtime
I negative MC's switch styles in no time
They change teams, about kings and queens
Instead of how they sellin' to fiends
I, switch thugs into soldiers
Those that given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!)
The rap Ice Age is
And protects the Z boulder boulder

- Immortal Technique w/ Big Zoo ad-libs]
Yeah, you how it goes, positivity, yeah
My opinion is solid ground but your a common
Splitting and dividing on numbers a denominator
navigator movements are necessary
Everything you see in videos is
You positivity like you need respect in jail
Because without balance you'll be making negative sales
Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like

2 - Immortal Technique]
I jerk off books and give life to words
Leaving concepts stuck together you probably heard (what?)
I love when people I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I overloaded their neurological
Rappers try to serve me disgusting incompetence
But I it positive with ultimate dominance
Meditating with Native Americans close to
I speak to the spirits of at pow-wows
But rumor has it you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow
Now industry motherfuckers, don't get offended
Remember, that I'll bring an end to pretender agenda
And render dismembered, bend the fabric of time (what? what?)
And put soul in a blender
You a lie like thinking Jesus was born in December
Instead of to labels, something gotta give
I'll rip the electrons out body and make you positive
I seen a lot of kids come and go with gimmicks
Because without balance, you don't last than a minute
This a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage
I shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village
I wanted to spit on the radio I was eleven
But I afford the pay-ola for Hot 97's
So I make underground, and I'm soon to blow
Moving tapes like Biggie's at Bad Boy studios
[Biggie - Hypnotize