Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

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

[Verse 1 - Big
Pound for
I'm the positive when I bust mine
The Zoo adds on like a plus
Addition, the key in the ignition
With no pause, I propel to position (Vroom!)
Ahead of the pack, years ahead of the wack
I give a fiend a Good Book, instead of the
the gold mine, negativity can't hold mine
The black bear's headed for the mine (look out, look out)
And then I'm positive as
I negative MC's switch styles in no time
They teams, rhyme about kings and queens
Instead of how sellin' work to fiends
Then I, switch into soldiers
Those have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!)
The rap Ice Age is
And positivity protects the Z 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 like a
Third-eye navigator are necessary
Everything you see in is secondary
You need positivity like you need in jail
Because without you'll be making negative record sales
Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like

[Verse 2 - Immortal
I jerk off inside and give life to words
Leaving stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
I when people think I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I their neurological nerves
Rappers try to serve me with incompetence
But I keep it positive with dominance
Meditating with Native Americans to Providence
I speak to the spirits of ancestors at
But has it that you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow
Now listen industry motherfuckers, get offended
Remember, that I'll an end to your pretender agenda
And render contenders dismembered, bend the fabric of (what? what?)
And put soul in a blender
You living a lie like thinking was born in December
of catering to labels, something gotta give
I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you
I seen a lot of kids and go with marketing gimmicks
Because without balance, you don't more than a minute
This ain't a game, I'll beat the out you at the line of scrimmage
I rock shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the
I to spit on the radio since I was eleven
But I can't the pay-ola for Hot 97's
So I make paper underground, and I'm soon to
Moving like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios
[Biggie - Hypnotize