Luyện nghe bài hát ReFugees On the Mic

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

H to the A to the I to the T to the I
Live or die, it's nothin' but a side
on the mic, yeah, yeah
Yo', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh
H to the A to the I to the T to the I
Live or die, it's nothin' but a dark
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 second so I can lay
Cause this, the cemetary's, the reality
Where the tough get buried in their property
Word to Sampson, the will get you hung
I had a friend, they murdered his father and his year old son
I heard him the essence of the, the committed the crime
But ah, got no time
The country has no law, it's rich or poor
I'm out the back door, I got to fight for
I'm on a boat like a goat, I clear my throat
When I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled
I look in through microscope, for my country and the
My bleed, I see Aaron Steed, the Haitian Pope
Figure or Dundee, the Malcom X
Swing like the ki's, so I put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm humberlicious to jump
Let me her upper her bubble in your face, that'cha ego
Aiyyo, funk, you got to stay stable
Watch out for the devil, he comes after you 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 blow the motherfucker
Beep, beep, I gotta a sale so I can eat
So Praswell, the mic and be complete

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

You said a contract on a Haitian, hundred g's
sharpshooters are lousy, we mend to high be high hoodies
So show face a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger that you try to put out just makes me Mr. Nobody
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might a life to the side by like
What did I have to in the line of the barkin' of the bright
You to scare me but I won't mover a
The bully of the block the hour of the glock
So cuckooThe sounds I run are with the bodyguard
But don't forget the day it's sunny but it'll be
And in the funeral, you'll be singin' a new
May soul rest on the moon, Jack in wood spoon
In Seven, you said Death before Cut
You so many that your conscience ended up, whattup? WHAT
Aiyyo black men, dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You me a punk, I gotta step cause all you did was flex
But get closer 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 stop
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 make a sale so I can eat, beep, beep
The kid, beeper's goin' 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
or die, it's nothin' 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 land
Watch me go to my land and then there will be a thing
Gorillas in the mist, everything, and the light becomes a priest
They put up they guard, they up they fists
Now I'm number one on motherfuckin' hit list
down for first degree of manslaughter
Makin' change out of emcee's makin' them quarters
That's value, that's what they worth
Cause the shall be last and the last shall be first, yeah
What we learned was to burn, now you c came
With that machette, your turn
not funny, but twenty a month is what you earn baby
We on to the Yankee, the mic to the, Yankee

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

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