Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

We like gangsta rhymes...
make sure they don't corrupt our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of times only make believe...

D]
Once upon a time, not ago
A got shot, and no one knows
Who the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave
And the prayers and the street parade
got forgot, and now he's dead
And all the fans loved everything he
So understand this, you wanna miss
Sex, drugs, and

We those gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure don't corrupt our minds...
rappers kill and thief...
A lot of times only make believe...

Ayo once upon a in Jamaica, Queens
An icon shot and no one knew what it means
It was just muder scene
But let's get on with the bling
Ching ching and half naked chicks that sing
Murder weapon, found. Police, never around
The respect, the intellect, and the all out of town
It's all out of bounds. KRS, D makin our rounds, man
they takin us down, man
We're takin you down. I got another new
It's really an old sound, but you know how me and Chuck get
We got peace, love, unity, and the fun
But you all want sex, drugs, 101
it is... Bam
Stop being a little boy with a toy, stand up and be a man
Now you see the plan, west to east
Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and
We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no
Bringing it to America like Geronimo and
Get that, but make sure when you rap
If you ain't really to die, yo, don't spit that!

We those gangsta rhymes...
Just sure they don't corrupt our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of times it's make believe...

Flav]
Once a time I was on Long Island
A man got shot and he wasn't
He was from his guts, yo
A policeman was and he drove up on the spot, yo
Now when light came on
When the man died, who was the on?
me. Not you
I didn't kill cuz my records don't do that
I make the for the kids
Gangsta rap flippin kid's lids

We like gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure don't corrupt our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of times it's only believe...