Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Street
South side of Chicago Chicago check it
It's like c'mon get live get down
Common Sense is in your
I said y'all get live get down
Common sense is in town
Verse
I stagger in the possessed by a patter in
be scatterin
Over the will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's that's babblin
Grammatics that are
I grab them in, badgerin broads
I wish that Madelline, was back on LP
Raps I make up like blacks do
I like Noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces
If a broad got a mind or job or crib she useless
Acoustic basslines embrace rhymes while I mines
say signs of the end is near
I wonder can I walk a righteous holdin a beer
Got more verses a Kramer, go off like a pager
Skills uglier than Craig Mack in your ear I'm the
My old bird said some of my sound like noise
Don't watch the Bulls as much, they got too many boys
A million men walkin, towards one direction
For sure, the cream of the planets...
Verse
A prophet, raised among black and Vice Lords
Who don't give a fuck about mic cords and swords
get up, together risk your cup
I'm wishin for a change, my man want his in a cup
Yessir, I'm in the
Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin on they ass
I everything around me like cash
On the of reality, dreams get smashed
In jams I M*A*S*H like Alda
nod, they say hey as if I was Little Walter
Eighty-Seven strip walker the code of the area
by staying, within the
Exposed to stony stimuli, with that I
Brothers went through my solidify the realness
Skull-caps, Puffy jacket, Lug boots on
Steppin to me is like goin to the county a Neutron
Three:
I ride the rhythm like a bike
When in dim
I use insight to
Device up in da tight
Words of wisdom from my windpipe
in flight
I light, like Ben's kite I've been bright
Get open like on gym
And in fights I send
Don't hook with skins my friends
I spend nights up in
I've been indicted as a freak of all
I got it
I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in
Come from a tribe of
Hooked on negro and
Had to with the, malt liquor
Cause off the malt liquor I fought
Now my speech and quicker
Cruisin Southside streets with no and no sticker
U Ak got my back and we get no thicker
Eighty-Seven got my back and we don't get no
got my back and we don't now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho
scared of no nigga
But it's my to go I gotta go
And I'm gone with the