Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get this one off for eighty-seven
South side of chicago, chicago everywhere it
It's like c'mon y'all, get get down
Common is in your town
I said c'mon y'all, get get down
Common is in your town
Verse
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a
be scatterin
Over the will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen slime that's babblin
that are masculine
I grab in, verbally badgerin broads
I that madelline, was back on video lp
Raps I up like blacks do excuses
I feel like noah, hookin my up on deuces
If a broad ain't got a or job or crib she useless
Acoustic basslines embrace rhymes while I chase
say signs of the end is near
I can I walk a righteous path 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 songs sound 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
Verse
A prophet, raised among black disciples and lords
Who don't give a fuck about mic and nice 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 stickers on ass
I everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, get smashed
In jams I m*a*s*h like alan
Niggaz nod, say hey as if I was little walter
Eighty-seven strip walker taught the code of the
By staying, within the
Exposed to stony stimuli, with I identify
Brothers through my rotate solidify the realness
Skull-caps, murf jacket, lug boots on
Steppin to me is goin to the county being a neutron
Verse
I ride the like a schwinn bike
When in dim
I use insight to
Device up in da tight
Words of wisdom wail from my
in flight
I send light, like ben's I've been bright
Get open on gym nights
And in I send rights
Don't with skins my friends like
I spend nights up in
I've been indicted as a of all trades
I got it
I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in
Come from a of bums
Hooked on negro and
Had to with the, malt liquor
Cause off the liquor I fought niggaz
Now my and thoughts quicker
Cruisin southside with no heat and no sticker
U ak got my back and we don't get no
Eighty-seven got my back and we don't get no
Chicago got my back and we don't now it
I'm a ho but not a ho
Ain't of no nigga
But my turn to go I gotta go
And I'm gone with the