Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

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

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

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

2 - Immortal Technique]
I jerk off inside books and give to words
Leaving concepts together you probably never heard (what?)
I love when people I'm psychologically disturbed
it means I overloaded their neurological nerves
Rappers try to serve me with incompetence
But I keep it positive ultimate dominance
Meditating with Native Americans to Providence
I speak to the spirits of at pow-wows
But rumor has it you getting raped like Lil' Bow Wow
Now listen industry motherfuckers, get offended
Remember, I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda
And render contenders dismembered, the fabric of time (what? what?)
And put your soul in a
You living a lie like thinking Jesus was born in
Instead of catering to labels, something gotta
rip the electrons out your body and make you positive
I seen a lot of kids come and go with marketing
Because without balance, you don't last more a minute
This ain't a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the of scrimmage
I rock shows in the ghetto, nigga you in the village
I wanted to spit on the since I was eleven
But I afford the pay-ola for Hot 97's
So I paper underground, and I'm soon to blow
tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios
[Biggie - Hypnotize