Luyện nghe bài hát Say Something

The is 1975, Brooklyn, New York City
A child destined for greatness is born, go

Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put your in the air, put 'em up
Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put hands in the air, put 'em up

shit now, talk shit now
Talk shit now, shit now, talk shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

The Lord Chief Rocka, I'm than meat lockers
My people throwin' it up like cheap vodka
I smack Internet and beat bloggers
You can see my Black like 'Riq Trotter

Deep, go ahead and sleep, know in the street
Kwe' gon' flow on the beat proper, composin' complete
Longer a cigar that's Godfather
Tappin' two heart choppers, I'm harder gob stoppers

comin' for the throne not knowin' the seat hotter than
Fish grease, criminal on police blotters
You me, I hit targets like top shotters
Out in the Mideast like Muslims Shahada

I'm sayin' a profit, a product of Reaganomics
Awake and I'm stayin' conscious to radio playin' garbage,
Blacksmith Music, if you pay homage
show you how we break an artist

That's a threat, I'm not a promise
Speak to the people like Barack
They worship like the Madonna, c'mon
Niggaz talk shit, but ain't got skills
I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your

two pencil is sharper to bruise mentals, and
Beatin' in my chest is the of a true gentleman
Still spit in your face
Fuck a Top 8, back up, gimme MySpace, not safe

Yeah, say I'm back
But I ain't go though
here the whole time
Where you You back
'fact, apologize

Talk shit now, talk now
Talk shit now, talk now, talk shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

Open mouth, say somethin', I fuckin' dare you
Chokin' you out 'til you can't suck any air
Fuck your man too, thinkin' I can't do what I plan to
Vet vandal, niggaz are new

Ain't I was bad news? Look at the tattoos
Get ran through like you was through Sassoon
Horror chick in the bathroom, off the backstage
Shit you couldn't imagine, nigga, harass you

I'll Ras Kass you, 'Soul On Ice' and body dude
Past due, Jean and Kwe' the two action heroes
Actually had the capacity to be the in a class of zeros

Hip not dead, it was on vacation
We back, we in the confrontation
You can ask me, have any
You shit, Blacksmith, Jean, I'm waitin', nigga

Talk now, talk shit now
shit now, talk shit now, talk shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

We not fallin' for trick 'cause your image is like a gimmick
Forget it, every is bitten, you like a mimic
I'm talkin' to the and I'm askin' Him for forgiveness
Just for kickin' out the club like Michael Richards

Yeah, I it, I'm guilty, the way I spit it is filthy
I keep it gritty so get it, they feel me, the flow
Is known for touchin' the soul of street
I speak in the language they know I keep

The writin' therapeutic, it's due to the pain and
While these get it confused and abuse the creative substance
I'm givin' you a contact high, my name
And I came in the game with nothin', frontin', nigga

Talk shit now, the year of
Is not by any calendar
Just thought I'd all you challengers
Get the right, BKMC, Talib Kweli, say it again

Get hands in the air, get 'em up
Put hands in the air, put 'em up
Get hands in the air, get 'em up
Put your in the air, put 'em up
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