Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

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

[Verse 1 - Big
Pound for
I'm the most positive when I bust
The Zoo on like a plus sign
Addition, the key in the ignition
no pause, I propel to pole position (Vroom!)
Ahead of the pack, light ahead of the wack
I give a a Good Book, instead of the crack
That's the gold mine, negativity can't mine
The bear's headed for the gold mine (look out, look out)
And then I'm as Showtime
I make negative MC's styles in no time
They change teams, rhyme kings and queens
of how they sellin' work to fiends
Then I, switch into soldiers
that have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!)
The rap Ice Age is
And positivity the Z boulder boulder

[Chorus - Technique w/ Big Zoo ad-libs]
Yeah, you how it goes, positivity, yeah
My opinion is solid ground but your a hater
Splitting and dividing on like a denominator
Third-eye navigator are necessary
Everything you see in is secondary
You need positivity like you need in jail
Because balance you'll be making negative record sales
Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like

2 - Immortal Technique]
I off inside books and give life to words
concepts stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
I when people think I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it I overloaded their neurological nerves
Rappers try to serve me with disgusting
But I it positive with ultimate dominance
Meditating with Native Americans to Providence
I to the spirits of ancestors at pow-wows
But rumor has it that you getting raped Lil' Bow Wow
Now industry motherfuckers, don't get offended
Remember, that I'll an end to your pretender agenda
And render contenders dismembered, bend the of time (what? what?)
And put your in a blender
You living a lie like Jesus was born in December
Instead of catering to labels, something give
I'll rip the electrons out your and make you positive
I seen a lot of kids and go with marketing gimmicks
Because without balance, you don't last than a minute
This ain't a game, beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage
I shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village
I to spit on the radio since I was eleven
But I can't afford the pay-ola for Hot
So I make paper underground, and I'm to blow
Moving tapes like ghost at Bad Boy studios
- Hypnotize sample]