Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get one off for eighty-seven street
South side of chicago, chicago everywhere it
It's like c'mon y'all, get live get
Common is in your town
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 globe will my be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's that's babblin
Grammatics are masculine
I grab them in, verbally badgerin
I that madelline, was back on video lp
Raps I make up like do excuses
I feel like noah, my mellows up on deuces
If a broad ain't got a mind or job or crib she
Acoustic basslines rhymes while I chase mines
They say signs of the end is
I wonder can I walk a righteous path a beer
Got more verses than a kramer, go off like a
Skills uglier craig mack in your ear I'm the flavor
My old bird some of my songs sound like noise
Don't watch the bulls as much, got too many white boys
A million black men walkin, one direction
For sure, the cream of the planets...
two:
A prophet, raised among black disciples and vice
Who give a fuck about mic cords and nice swords
Get up, together black 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 rule everything around me like
On the of reality, dreams get smashed
In jams I like alan 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 stimuli, with that I identify
went 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 rhythm like a bike
When in dim
I use to enlight
up in da skin tight
Words of wisdom wail my windpipe
Imaginations in
I send light, like ben's kite I've bright
Get open on gym nights
And in fights I rights
Don't hook with skins my friends
I spend up in dykes
been indicted as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in basslines, in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a of bums
Hooked on negro and
Had to halt the, malt liquor
off the malt liquor I fought niggaz
Now my and thoughts quicker
Cruisin southside streets with no 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
got my back and we don't now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho
Ain't of no nigga
But it's my turn to go I go
And I'm gone with the