Luyện nghe bài hát ReFugees On the Mic

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

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
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 crack, CRACK
If you shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat
Cause this, some the cemetary's, the
Where the guys get buried in their property
Word to Sampson, the tone will get you
I had a friend, they murdered his father and his three 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 nuttin' to for
I'm sailin' on a boat like a goat, I clear my
I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled coke
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 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, freeze funk, you got to stay
Watch out for the devil, he comes after you the revival
When will he come, what will he do, what will he
That's all a mystery, but your 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 in effect, will be all in checkmate
style for Praswell to translate
For those who can't relate to down my, no man wait
No mistake, when I tell you, your prophet is a

You said a contract on a Haitian, hundred g's
Your sharpshooters are lousy, we to high be high hoodies
So show face a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody
Take high just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by
What did I have to in the line of the of the bright side
You tried to me but I won't mover a
The bully of the block becomes the of the glock
So cuckooThe sounds I run are rollin' 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 before Cut
You killed so that your conscience ended up, whattup? WHAT
Aiyyo black men, dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if happened
You me a punk, I gotta step cause all you did was flex
But don't get closer the kid still gotta keep his rep
See I'm known for the crew like the was the jewel
Like the got the boo, like the miller got the boo
Let the fool cop the man jewel, up, up the ?cool-lew?
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, hip hop to be bop, from be bop
To beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off beep beep
I gotta a sale so I can eat, beep, beep
The Haitian kid, 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
Live or die, it's but a dark side
Fugees on the mic,
Yo', on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah

Man, I went to cops the other day to plead for my
They brought me in another charges of a legal
And L, E, N, on a foreign
me go back to my land and then there will be a thing
Gorillas in the mist, where everything, and the light becomes a
They put up they guard, they up they fists
Now I'm one on they motherfuckin' hit list
Goin' down for first of manslaughter
Makin' change out of emcee's them outta quarters
That's they value, that's what they
Cause the first shall be last and the last shall be first,
What we learned was to burn, now cause you c
With that machette, it's your
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 cool to ya the mic I'm checkin' comin' my temple
With a message, to deliver, but the back is simple
I'm the girl, Yankee, rollin' the kids from Haiti
Coolin' as a grab who gets the last laugh hahaha
You size with my Haitian from they stinks as my, Yankee
Wonderin' who was the first to pull over girl as 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 with my lip as I rip with a tip
With a situation, interpretation, a graduation
Your ventilation, and education, segregation,
A capitalization, it's agration, not separation, ya breath the

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