Luyện nghe bài hát Project Blowed

Yo this goes out to hip hop wide.
Straight from park, california, los angeles.
Yo, in the hip hop struggle, in the life
Struggle, makin' a for themselves, makin'
History, a change.
Yeah all the project blowedians, all the
Slangers, all the pushers.
This goes out to doin' it on they own
legends, c.v.e.,
Hieroglyphics, likwit crew, phlowtaions.

Project blowed the code
I been mics since I was 12 years old
I was born in the jungle, the slab
Where people any and everything that they can grab
Some chilled on the block, but chilled in the lab
My was to blow you up and break you off a slab
are strange, and people are bad
But the gift of gabrier was something beautiful to
It started at the good life, of the first sightin'
We snatched raps out of they mouths when were biting
There was more exciting then to serve and perform
On crenshaw and God was born
He said please the mic to whomever is tight
Me and the fellowship took it and we held it for dear
The inner griots, the wild, the style, the crew
The ones they got their from, but claimed
never knew

Already...yeah
The source, which everyone
Eventually from.
Influence the industry in a about way.
up to dilated peoples, o.m.d., pharcyde,
Jurassic 5, erule,

What's up saucey, what's up trend,
Manifesto, hip hop clan.

Well the parties jumpin', the is packed
And when a crowds this I'm ready to rap
But before I can bust a on the mic
I gotta serve you in a cipher to ear my stripes
The scared battle dog, the underground catalogue
Fuck it, tryin' to the world a better place
Instead of duckin', still to make the ducktes
Make the knowledge down in buckets
Make a somethin', and tuck it, just to give it away
Build a work shop round I stay
Some people got the love, but don't know the way
Some people know the way, but they don't know to say
And I'm the sensei I greet'em from far and
watch the light in your eyes, a stars in here
Leimert park's very own
The one who the whole world come off the dome
Up at the

the code
Yo I'd like to send a special out to ben caldwell
Much respect,
You for everything done.
Richard, 5th streets, world - billy higgins.
Much respect due to the prophets.
The last poets, and all the other poets out
Much
up a.k. tony

You ever seen a with fire in his eyes
up off the bud smoke tryin' to fly
Rap, rap, rappin', rhyme, rhyme,
park and 43th turn into a landmine
B-boy's tryin' to flow rhymes, and b-girls
Lookin' oh so
My man bad drew gots the designs
And cheatum got the set bangin' from behind
boomin' watts, kaos network state of the art
Audio-video, filmin' and editin' , capoieria and
Computers and telebeams, at the workshop every night
Where we give the new to open mic
I y'all don't mistake glitter for gold
we doin' it, and puttin' it down at the project blowed

What's the
Yo, special out to all the God love,
And all the out there,
all the righteous men and women.
Yo, up to my homie djinji brown, diamond d,
star, de la soul,
konfusion, common, bahamadia, krs-one.
There's a whole lotta out there I respect.
bliz-ni-iz-no...puttin' it down.