Luyện nghe bài hát ReFugees On the Mic

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

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', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh
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', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh

If you snap, SNAP, if you wanna crack, CRACK
If you wanna shoot, give me a so I can lay flat
this, some the cemetary's, the reality
Where the guys get buried in their property
Word to Sampson, the will get you hung
I had a friend, they murdered his and his three year old son
I heard him the essence of the, the committed the crime
But ah, murder got no
The country has no law, it's either or poor
I'm out the back door, I got to fight for
I'm sailin' on a boat like a goat, I my throat
I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled coke
I look in through microscope, for my and the hurt
My bleed, I see Aaron Steed, the Haitian Pope
or Dundee, the riginal Malcom X
Swing like the ki's, so should I put on David
Though I'm humberlicious strugglin' to
Let me blow her upper her 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, what will he do, what he say?
That's all a mystery, but have your hand
So you can blow the away
Beep, beep, I make a sale so I can eat
So Praswell, the mic and be complete

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

You a contract on a Haitian, three hundred g's
Your are lousy, we mend to high be high hoodies
So show your face a you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a you know
Yeah, a cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What did I have to in the of the barkin' of the bright side
You tried to scare me but I won't a
The bully of the block becomes the hour of the
So cuckooThe sounds I run are rollin' the bodyguard
But don't the day it's sunny but it'll be foggy
And in the funeral, you'll be a new tune
May your soul on the moon, Jack in wood spoon
In Channel Seven, you said before Cut
You so many that your conscience ended up, whattup? WHAT
Aiyyo black men, you're dyin' by a cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step all you did was flex
But don't get closer cause the kid still gotta his rep
See I'm for the crew like the jewel was the jewel
Like the follow got the boo, 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, hip hop to be bop, from be bop
To beep beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off 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 to cops the other day to plead for my innocence
They brought me in another charges of a residents
And L, E, N, on a land
Watch me go back to my land and there will be a thing
Gorillas in the mist, where everything, and the light a priest
They put up they guard, they pump up fists
Now I'm number one on they hit list
Goin' down for degree of manslaughter
Makin' change out of emcee's makin' outta quarters
That's they value, what they worth
the first shall be last and the last shall be first, yeah
What we learned was to burn, now you c came
With that machette, it's your
It's not funny, but twenty a 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' from my temple
With a message, to deliver, but the back is very
I'm the girl, Yankee, rollin' wit' the kids Haiti
Coolin' as a mighty who gets the last laugh hahaha
You bite size with my from they stinks as my, Yankee
Wonderin' who was the first to pull over girl as soon as it out son
My history, a hypocrite, so what we do?
The dope is dope is get the man since that is true
So hip hip with my lip as I rip a felt tip
With a righteous situation, interpretation, a
ventilation, and education, segregation, emancipation
A capitalization, it's agration, not separation, ya breath the

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