Luyện nghe bài hát School's In

to the voice response registration
of True University
universally
you have
hip hop
one two
for those that don't
in

who got the ta
write a jam you can swerve ta
tracks so fat, the nickname, Big Bertha
It's probably the kid that half the crews have hearda
mind travels further
than sex, drugs, and
so when you play the of the timeless inserter
I'm sorry if 85 and you would have preferred a
album of ignorance
the is an experience
the reasons why
for the of sounding fly, but I
grade your style the curve
Cause you don't to
receive the that might let you build up the nerve to
bite the rhyme that you
I you to listen
my words are with crystal-clear wisdom so they glisten
and I fill in the blanks for all the answers that missing
I'm rolling with the mongoose, cause snakes is steady
to expose my flaws like salt in
since they cannot be reformed I kill 'em by the fours
so in other words, nah man, the explanation
see that the rewind's for, so be patient
Cause this is the direction that my pen be draggin'
to transform your dollar cabs bandwagons

J-Live the mic is like a chef with a blade
no
man I cut ya lumber
(repeat)

you see somewhere in the old school and the new school
a of the next school
to teach the now school
Cause business class was steady playing old on new fools
so everybody rocks jewels, but can't drop jewels
one-track-minded, blinded, thinking only pop's
supply & demand rules, replaced by A&R
a of the next school
who wasn't trying to hear
so principals and teachers began to fear that
"If this guy makes an on the students that we play,
they'll end up having way too control over their grades!"
see grades will equal for power, so just like college
so caught up in letter grades, you skip the 'F'ing knowledge
See that's how music knowledge switch from to maker
And that's why music maker switch from to faker
so when the graduates to be an artist
you still enslaved by the principles because heartless
they make you imitate another man's skill
now you use your power for man's will
move the crowd's mental when they tell you sit
move the crowds pockets to get the bread
yeah what the students gather from what the principal said
make you think the world bleeds green instead of read
but class is in session now so all stuff is dead
I'm through with knowledge and wisdom to fill your head

J-Live with the mic is a chef with a blade
no
man I cut ya lumber
(repeat X 3)

"now wait a
what the hell does chopping trees to do with culinary?"
that's the spirit kid, analyse the
from the that you hear it, see, cause most don't have the skill to
utilize their ears' function as a garbage
so their brain gets clogged and
by the time and the that's invested in illusion
and by the time's of reality
by the time you get the facts, they're outnumbered in
so I come, to get shit off my and up in you
and I come, to make you feel at home with your
and I come, to plant of responsibility
Cause I come, harder than a cold shower
and refreshing
reprimanding those who claim they're by demanding clarity
Cause when a don't equal an eyeful, an earful sound awful
at that's how it seems to me
so I lead by example in my sound-proof
and the comp gets trampled on my stage
and my answers be ample in the classroom
Cause my thoughts are reflected on an ink-filled