Luyện nghe bài hát Right On

Back in the days, my said, "Right on"
(Right on, on)
All the street in the house, write on
(Write on, on)

Black people, on, right one
(Right on, on)
All my niggas rollin' on deep-dish chrome, ride on ride on
(Ride on, on)

I rock the party till the needle starts skippin'
I'm like Pippen, Spice Rum sippin'
mentally fastest, head of all our classes
You couldn't pass us wit a like NASA's

We all up in the house cocky-roaches
MC's out the game like hockey coaches
Fuck it, I'll break you like a bucket
I like the bass like a [Incomprehensible]

Close encounters of the Kind
I'm sick wit mine, rhymes on picket signs
It's the J R O, you know?
Goin' off in face like a dirty pistol

You in the house of brews, crime wit no clues
You home bruised, confused wit no shoes
You lose! 'Cuz you got the dilated
Here's some news, my DJ rock the mic and the and two's and I'm out

And I'm in
My words are swords cuttin' the paper wit the pen
Yo, Dilated could be annihilated
I waited two too long, somebody violated

We migrated to positioning
All the listenin', Babu mixin' it
yeah, the man, the myth
I the mic to Evidence for the assist then I'm out

And I'm in
My appetite for destruction will eat you up for
Yo only one meal, get to four courses
I'd take me serious, collect your man and

I strictly run off input
Played yourself, have to shoot you in the foot
'Cuz you outta bounds without making your rounds
Now you come to my ask Rak
(Yo you on ground)

last four bars, I'ma heal all my scars
I'm a underground cat but still like and cars
A Cali classic, that's my word, and my word's my
Dilated Peoples, alkaholiks, this joint's on

My homie T told me Big Tash, right on, so I'ma
(Right on, on)
To all my forty-downin' in the house tonight
(Right on, on)

To all the sexy-ass ladies if you alright
(Right on, on)
To my Dilated homies be rippin' the mic
(Right on, on)

Whether you writin' or ridin', on
Fresh MC's write on
if you skateboardin', ride on
Some of these free need to write on like my homie Tash

I got my write on at night burst a verse until they flow right
My rhymes be action-packed, I wrote these lyrics to a light
I'm Tashy, the flashy nigga jumpin' out that shit
Your rhymes won't impress me if you said 'em doin' flips

I crack whips on phones, blow smoke out
Niggas peepin' out the style, hoes peepin' the
A million off the slang, bizz-a-pow, bizz-a-bang
Likwit crew is in bitch, my click be off the chain

Rap off the plane crackin' champagne
for president, you know my campaign
First things to get y'all niggas off the street
You get twenty-five years if you wit wack beats

You came to Ev, you coulda came to Swift
That's why we escalatin' while y'all niggas need a
So give me two secs I crack this Beck's
And I drop the mic, my nigga Rak is up next and I'm out

And I'm in
I pick it up for everybody in the that spins
My name is Rakaa, innovator of communication
Wit data like Trek, The Next Generation
dilation, fan appreciation

Connected nationwide, worldwide
hard-hitters, we bump like car fenders
It's all
We get boo's from bartenders

be sure, aim high, we top gunnin'
When we touch down, we hit the runnin'
Feds pull and watch me like Truman
But I can't front, I L.A. like Randy Newman

To all the locked up writin' home, write on c'mon
(Write on, on)
Graffiti around the world, write on c'mon
(Write on, on)

To niggas rollin' on Katanas, quickly on c'mon
(Ride on, on)
To all the women out there raisin' kids
on
(Right on)
on
(Right on)

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