Luyện nghe bài hát ReFugees On the Mic

Yo', check it out, I all the refugees out there
To just put up your hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant
Put up your youknowhatI'msayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time

H to the A to the I to the T to the I
or die, it's nothin' but a dark side
Fugees on the mic, yeah,
Yo', on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah
H to the A to the I to the T to the I
Live or die, nothin' but a dark side
Fugees on the mic, yeah,
Yo', on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah

If you wanna snap, SNAP, if you wanna crack,
If you wanna shoot, give me a so I can lay flat
this, some the cemetary's, the reality
Where the tough guys get buried in their
Word to Sampson, the will get you hung
I had a friend, they murdered his father and his three old son
I him cursin' the essence of the, the committed the crime
But ah, murder got no
The country has no law, either rich or poor
I'm out the back door, I got nuttin' to for
I'm sailin' on a boat a goat, I clear my throat
When I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I coke
I look in microscope, for my country and the hurt
My eyes bleed, I see Aaron Steed, the Haitian
Figure or Dundee, the riginal X
Swing the ki's, so should I put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm humberlicious to jump
Let me blow her upper her bubble in your face, ego
Aiyyo, funk, you got to stay stable
Watch out for the devil, he comes you after the revival
When will he come, will he do, what will he say?
That's all a mystery, but have hand grenade
So you can the motherfucker away
Beep, beep, I make a sale so I can eat
So Praswell, the mic and be complete

Huh, lovin' the wreck in effect, will be all in
Another for Praswell to translate
For those who can't relate to down my, no man wait
No mistake, when I tell you, prophet is a fake

You said a contract on a Haitian, three g's
Your sharpshooters are lousy, we mend to high be high
So show your a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody
Take wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What did I to in the line of the barkin' of the bright side
You tried to scare me but I won't a
The bully of the block becomes the of the glock
So cuckooThe I run are rollin' with the bodyguard
But don't forget the day it's but it'll be foggy
And in the funeral, you'll be a new tune
May your rest on the moon, Jack in wood spoon
In Channel Seven, you said Death Cut
You killed so many that your conscience ended up, WHAT
Aiyyo black men, dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if happened
You call me a punk, I step cause all you did was flex
But don't get cause the kid still gotta keep his rep
See I'm known for the like the jewel was the jewel
the follow got the boo, like the miller got the boo
Let the fool cop the man jewel, suck up, up the
Oh why you got the ha ha lew
I got the rap loose, so sci bi dee bob bob, you don't
You do the rap rap, from hip hop to be bop, be bop
To beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off beep beep
I gotta make a so I can eat, beep, beep
The Haitian kid, beeper's off, you know I got no time to sleep, so beep beep

H to the A to the I to the T to the I
Live or die, it's but a dark side
Fugees on the mic,
Yo', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh

Man, I went to cops the other day to for my innocence
They brought me in another charges of a legal
And L, E, N, on a foreign
Watch me go to my land and then there will be a thing
Gorillas in the mist, where everything, and the light a priest
put up they guard, they pump up they fists
Now I'm number one on they hit list
Goin' down for degree of manslaughter
Makin' change out of makin' them outta quarters
That's they value, that's they worth
Cause the first shall be last and the last shall be first,
What we was to burn, now cause you c came
that machette, it's your turn
It's not funny, but twenty a month is you earn baby
We on to the Yankee, pass the mic to the,

Well I'm as cool to ya the mic I'm checkin' comin' from my
With a message, to deliver, but the back is simple
I'm the girl, Yankee, rollin' wit' the kids Haiti
Coolin' as a mighty grab who gets the last laugh
You bite size with my Haitian from they as my, Yankee
who was the first to pull over girl as soon as it came out son
My history, a hypocrite, so we gonna do?
The dope is dope is only get the man since is true
So hip hip with my lip as I rip a felt tip
With a situation, interpretation, a graduation
Your ventilation, and education, segregation,
A capitalization, it's agration, not separation, ya the Haitians

H to the A to the I to the T to the I