Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Street
South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere it
It's like c'mon get live get down
Sense is in your town
I said c'mon y'all get live get
Common is in your town
Verse
I in the gathering possessed by a patter in
be scatterin
Over the globe my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen slime that's babblin
Grammatics that are
I grab them in, verbally broads
I wish Madelline, was back on Video LP
Raps I up like blacks do excuses
I feel Noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces
If a broad ain't got a mind or job or she useless
Acoustic basslines embrace rhymes while I mines
They say signs of the end is
I wonder can I walk a righteous path holdin a
Got more verses than a Kramer, go off like a
Skills uglier Craig Mack in your ear I'm the flavor
My old bird said some of my songs like noise
Don't watch the Bulls as much, they got too white boys
A million black men walkin, towards one
For sure, the of the planets... resurrection
Two:
A prophet, raised among black disciples and Lords
Who don't give a fuck about mic and nice swords
get up, together black risk cup
I'm wishin for a change, my man his change in a cup
Yessir, I'm in the
Bitches put em on the while I'm puttin stickers on they ass
I everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
In I M*A*S*H like Alan Alda
Niggaz nod, they say hey as if I was Little
Eighty-Seven walker taught the code of the area
by staying, the barrier
Exposed to stony stimuli, with I identify
Brothers went my rotate solidify the realness
Skull-caps, Murf Puffy jacket, Lug on
Steppin to me is goin to the county being a Neutron
Three:
I ride the like a Schwinn bike
in dim light
I use insight to
up in da skin tight
Words of wisdom from my windpipe
in flight
I send light, Ben's kite I've been bright
Get open on gym nights
And in I send rights
Don't hook with skins my friends
I spend up in dykes
I've been indicted as a freak of all
I got it
I bathe in basslines, in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a tribe of
on negro and mums
Had to halt with the, malt
Cause off the malt liquor I fought
Now my and thoughts quicker
Southside streets with no heat and no sticker
U Ak got my back and we get no thicker
got my back and we don't get no thicker
Chicago got my back and we don't now it
I'm a ho but not a ho
Ain't scared of no
But it's my to go I gotta go
And I'm gone with the