Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

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

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Once upon a time, not ago
A got shot, and no one knows
Who pulled the 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 loved everything he said
So understand this, you wanna miss
Sex, drugs, and

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

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

We those gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure they corrupt our minds...
These kill and thief...
A lot of times it's only believe...

Flav]
Once upon a I was on Long Island
A man got shot and he smilin
He was from his guts, yo
A was sittin and he drove up on the spot, yo
Now when light came on
the man died, who was the blame on?
me. Not you
I didn't nobody cuz my records don't do that
I the records for the kids
Gangsta rap flippin people's kid's

We those gangsta rhymes...
Just make sure they corrupt our minds...
These rappers and thief...
A lot of times it's make believe...