Luyện nghe bài hát ReFugees On the Mic

Yo', check it out, I want all the out there
To just put up motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant
Put up your hands
I'ma start this off like 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', on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah
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

If you wanna snap, SNAP, if you crack, CRACK
If you shoot, give me a second 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 and his three year old son
I heard him the essence of the, the committed the crime
But ah, got no time
The has no law, it's either rich or poor
I'm out the back door, I got to fight for
I'm sailin' on a like a goat, I clear my throat
When I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled
I look in microscope, for my country and the hurt
My bleed, I see Aaron Steed, the Haitian Pope
or Dundee, the riginal Malcom X
Swing the ki's, so should I put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm strugglin' to jump
Let me her upper her bubble in your face, that'cha ego
Aiyyo, freeze funk, you got to stay
Watch out for the devil, he comes after you the revival
When will he come, what he do, what will he say?
That's all a mystery, but your hand grenade
So you can the motherfucker away
Beep, beep, I make a sale so I can eat
So Praswell, grab the mic and be

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 you, your prophet is a fake

You said a 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 that you try to put out yours makes me Mr. Nobody
Take high 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 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 becomes the hour of the glock
So sounds I run are rollin' with the bodyguard
But don't forget the day sunny but it'll be foggy
And in the funeral, you'll be singin' a new
May your soul on the moon, Jack in wood spoon
In Channel Seven, you Death before Cut
You killed so many that conscience ended up, whattup? WHAT
black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' as if nothin' happened
You me a punk, I gotta step cause all you did was flex
But don't get closer cause the kid still keep his rep
See I'm known for the crew the jewel was the jewel
Like the follow got the boo, 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 beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off beep
I gotta make a sale so I can eat, beep,
The Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off, you know I got no time to sleep, so beep

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,
Yo', on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah

Man, I went to the other day to plead 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 becomes a
They put up they guard, pump up they 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, that's they worth
Cause the first be last and the last shall be first, yeah
What we learned was to burn, now cause you c
With that machette, your turn
It's not funny, but twenty a month is you earn baby
We on to the Yankee, pass the mic to the,

I'm as cool to ya the mic I'm checkin' comin' from my temple
With a message, to deliver, but the back is very
I'm the girl, Yankee, wit' the kids from Haiti
Coolin' as a mighty grab who the last laugh hahaha
You bite size with my Haitian 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 we gonna do?
The dope is dope is get the man since that is true
So hip hip my lip as I rip with a felt tip
With a righteous situation, interpretation, a
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