Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

Damn back again up on again
'round the bend
Some of black again, it got dark
On your mark get set, out of sight out of

Hypocrites forget like marionettes, in the back like nets
The chosen one who fuckin' themselves to death
Lack of rhymes, meaningless lines
Battle for mind like Israel and Palestine

Good news in some hard ass times
No disses, repeated hook lines and chorus'
full of doris' got issues and wishes
Got the jam but gettin' paid up off the

Ain't nothin' wrong but wait, fuck another love
It's the R&B bringing noise in the wranglers
all the heads big times and Alzheimer's
Shot the pill while I skills up in Brazil

Now the pitch, for a label switch
They it, I put the roof up on top of this bitch
Guess what Tony [Incomprehensible]
They forgot, I used to [Incomprehensible] around that

Lord save us that sword of Davis that kidnap
Hip hop tracks and the in the game of rap
Put my soul in it, careless the gold in it
Boom the shotty, got 'em from the Paparazzi

Lodi dodi, when the come and doom your party
Cracker in the back, don't you know it's
nothing changed, PE we be the same crew
Resurrection in the game here to you

Yo, going down baby, it's going down family
That's my word, we gettin' ready to this shit
To the two and three zeros, you know what I'm
Have all the clocks backwards

Have everything haywire
You laughed before let's see you laugh now, cow
Hell now, black cow, word to
Word to bird, word to nigga

One on one, hard like tarot
the one man million man march
Takes a nation, 400 year
Apocalyptic no power in this happy

Hazardous, no you don't Lazarus
black baby, where my soul be at
Star backwards is rats, let bra man rap
I'm trapped in the back with these industry

One step forward two back
Making habits habitats, ratta tat tat
Wish you could turn back the hands of
And get mental, pop the tape eight Lincoln Continental

I'm the mouth that roared, swore to the
The eye of hawk both and die by the sword
The forbidden, the six man be sinnin' the beginnin'
You know the suckers be hidden

Intense, knocking your block some sense
PE got more jewels than dead
The devil try to get me cross a crucifix
But I'm on the vultures like a local locust

New world is goin' down, gettin' 'round
I'm as as that by the sound
Fuck it Saddam I'll bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing PE we be the same crew boy

Yeah, that's right, nine no jokin'
We coming out
And for all y'all that's been on us
You're lacking, lacking
Ayyo, check 1-2, got my man
about to sneak up on you and your crew

Ya know what I'm saying, ayyo 1-2
Ayyo, Killa I want you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you ain't son
Ball 'em the back of the gun son, make 'em run son

down broadway beneath the J line
Slumped in the position mind travels
Beyond the shell which the soul
Controlled by the Allah, be the most humble

But punishable
For those who are unlawful to
I strive to stay and live this
Many victim to the wisdom

I sex, the track ovulates
The mic like gland impregnates
the paper the pain pours
Or the love of my brother hurts just the same

Fuck fame, my gun I bust to
Moods are insidious baffles and
Those who label the God as
Chose not to their third eye
I travel at the of thought rate, it's fatal
will enable a man to levitate

And you can that and put that
On the of your brain son
Coming to you from Masta Killa
Ain't iller

I told you PE is still in full
Beyond the year
We ain't taking no and y'all need to know that
To make head fat boy

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