Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

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

[Verse 1 - Big
Pound for
I'm the most when I bust mine
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, years ahead of the wack
I give a fiend a Good Book, of the crack
That's the gold mine, negativity can't mine
The black bear's headed for the mine (look out, look out)
And then I'm positive as
I make negative MC's styles in no time
change teams, rhyme about kings and queens
Instead of how they sellin' to fiends
Then I, switch thugs soldiers
Those that 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 common
Splitting and dividing on numbers like a
Third-eye navigator are necessary
Everything you see in is secondary
You need like you need respect in jail
Because balance you'll be making negative record sales
record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like this

[Verse 2 - Immortal
I jerk off books and give life to words
Leaving stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
I love people think I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I their neurological nerves
try to serve me with disgusting incompetence
But I keep it with ultimate dominance
Meditating with Americans close 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, don't get
Remember, I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda
And render dismembered, bend the fabric of time (what? what?)
And put your in a blender
You living a lie like thinking was born in December
Instead of catering to labels, something give
I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you
I seen a lot of kids come and go with gimmicks
Because balance, you don't last more than a minute
This a game, I'll beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage
I rock shows in the ghetto, you stuck in the village
I wanted to spit on the since I was eleven
But I can't afford the pay-ola for Hot
So I make underground, and I'm soon to blow
tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios
[Biggie - sample]