Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

Now I can see, but I to be blind
Yo, Hesta Prynn I'm gonna press
Now I can see, 'cause I used to be
Yo, Hesta Prynn I'm gonna press

Like Edward Amos, I'ma stand and
Got more rhymes in my head than you got arrows in quiver
Think you can me, think you can make me shiver?
Yo - not just a river

I'm Prynn won't set up a list
And the mess I made
Put my shit to the
Try your best, I'm winnin'
Don't in Islam, or Christianity, what
I get my religion from Oprah

Ahh, its hard to ask some help
Help! I somebody
McCartney and Lennon, give it a fancy round
and all
Because they had the
That allows us to practice this religion
Hey, hip hop is to stay
'Cause it was to be that way

Yo, you say neato, your libido
Then up at the church with Max Vonzeeto
like Warren in the parallax view
real, it's true, it's how we do

Let's chill, got take my birth pill
ill, when we made it be like bovine

When I to rhyme, can you feel my heart pound?
I just breathe and to the only sound
You know my thoughts are freely
my head to the page
You think that I'm a teacher
But I am a

Hesta Prynn be at straws
Northern State, we the laws
I'm of all the 'what's it all' voices
For the lovin' of the game and I am the dream

I flow so you can't get enough of this
My [??]'s imaginary Snuffaluffagus
I'm off my mouth and Gwen Stefani says don't speak
But I got stories than NewsWeek

Now I can see, but I used to be
Yo, Guinea Love I'm press rewind
now I can see, but I used to be blind
Yo, Guinea I'm gonna press rewind

Yo, I hate to be the one to it to ya
You thought you had me in the of your hand
But you flaked, the ball, yo I can't understand
when is a man gonna act like a man?
See I'm married to my pen, like my is Ayn Rand
Time slippin' through my like grains of sand
Yo, throw that in the garbage can

Northern State fool around
So we're over ground
Ron holds it down on the pitcher's
I get my five-one-six on and I'm bound

Beastie Boys on vacation
Run DMC lost the
on probation
Northern State is here, make sweet

D talked about his uzi
Biggie smoked up in the ja'causezi
Guinea is no dimwitted floozy
Got discriminated kids, I can't afford to be

Ya see my rhymes will just like a stream of consciousness,
Like a beam
You fill the paper, I fill the ream
Yo I rocked the hot corner on my team, 'cause
In my dreams I fly around, I am Super Sprout (what's up)
I look good in and I eat ice cream
And I wipe all the out.

Said I'm a queen, on my wicker throne
In my on a cloud
I got a neon sign on my that says,
"No allowed"

oh oh oh
In my I call the shots
I am the Invincible Prynn
I got red hair, I'm a
And I keep only thoughts in

But I feel negative, and my is so rough
And I'm waiting for my call back like I'm for Guffman
Smoke weed every day but I still be
My momma raised me up lots of huggin'
father next round and you know I be chuggin'
When I'm up at the fable that you know I be

Said now I can see but I to be blind
Yo DJ Sprout, I'm gonna rewind
now I can see but I used to be blind
Yo DJ Sprout, I'm press rewind

They me DJ Sprout, yo
But it's my name
I got tired of fucked up kindergarten game
My nails are long 'cause of creative juices
I got a straight flush, you got a pair of

The colour of my ride is frost
I always use a copy so I get lost
I might like a girl,
But I feel a rapper

Hesta hooks it up when she dresses a flapper
You can ask friends, I'm a bit of a napper
Throw your hands in the air if you like the

Northern State don't fool
So we're over ground
Ron holds it on the pitcher's mound
I get my five-one-six on and I'm bound

To all the - no for drunk dialin'
'Cause my smile's so beguilin'
I always go that extra mile, and
Julie's in with Scott Weiland

Yo I smoke that marijuana
My band used to be Nirvana
Gonna get my hoody on and go for the
I'm Doctor da Prynn I never do I'm told

Yo Guinea keeps a pen up in her messy hair
Hesta Prynn wears underwear
Yo my have got a northern California flair

I'm writin some rhymes, sippinl wine
I'm who's gonna be my valentine

Yo Hesta Prynn is in a shock
When I do my art I like to a smock
I dont to Rebel or j.s. spock
You know I drive a l-tima just like Chris

I dont do X or meth
I'm not a block
Well you check death
I keep my body
I keep my body
dont ask me where I was last night

Yo if it's not a drug, I enough
So can I inside that summer flow
though it's cold and I am a loner
Gonna a wave and ride it home

Northern State, you know we sound
Our rhymes so phat, got cellulite