Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

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

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

I'm Hesta Prynn won't set up a
And the mess I made
Put my shit to the
Try best, I'm still winnin'
Don't believe in Islam, or Christianity,
I get my from Oprah Winfrey

Ahh, sometimes its to ask some help
Help! I need
McCartney and Lennon, give it a fancy round
and all
Because had the vision
That allows us to practice freaky religion
Hey, hip hop is here to
it was meant to be that way

Yo, you say neato, check libido
show up at the church with Max Vonzeeto
like Brady in the parallax view
It's real, true, it's how we do

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

When I start to rhyme, can you feel my pound?
I just breathe and to the only sound
You know my are flowin freely
From my head to the
You might that I'm a teacher
But I am a

Hesta Prynn be graspin at
State, we writin' the laws
I'm tired of all the 'what's it all'
For the lovin' of the game and I am the dream

I flow so stupid you can't get enough of
My [??]'s imaginary like
I'm runnin off my and Gwen Stefani says don't speak
But I got more stories than

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

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

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

Beastie Boys always on
Run DMC lost the
ODB's on
State is here, make sweet salvation

Chuck D about his uzi
smoked down up in the ja'causezi
Guinea Love is no dimwitted
Got discriminated kids, I afford to be choosy

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

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

oh oh oh
In my I call the shots
'Cause I am the 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 I'm Waiting for Guffman
Smoke every day but I still be buggin'
My momma raised me up with lots of
Your father round and you know I be chuggin'
When I'm up at the that you know I be selectin'

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

They me DJ Sprout, yo
But it's my name
I got tired of that fucked up kindergarten
My nails are growin' long 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 never get
I might like a girl,
But I feel a rapper

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

Northern State fool around
So underground over ground
Ron it down on the pitcher's mound
I get my on and I'm homeward bound

To all the boys - no for drunk
'Cause my smile's so fuckin
'Cause I always go extra mile, and
Julie's in love Scott Weiland

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

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

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

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

I dont do X or crystal
I'm not a block
you check with death
I keep my body
I keep my tight
Just dont ask me where I was last

Yo if it's not a drug, I want
So can I stay inside that flow
Even it's cold and I am a loner
Gonna a wave and ride it home

Northern State, you we sound tight
Our so phat, they got cellulite