Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

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

D]
Once upon a time, not ago
A rapper got shot, and no one
Who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his
And after the and the street parade
Shit got forgot, and now dead
And all the fans loved everything he
So understand this, you don't miss
Sex, drugs, and

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

Ayo once a time in Jamaica, Queens
An icon gets and no one knew what it means
It was another muder scene
But get on with the bling bling
Ching and half naked chicks that can't sing
Murder weapon, never found. Police, around
The respect, the intellect, and the suspect all out of
all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man
While they us down, man
takin you down. I got another new sound
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 little toy, up and be a man
Now you see the plan, from west to
Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and
We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no
it to America like Geronimo and Cochise
Get that, but make sure when you rap
If you really ready to die, yo, don't spit that!

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

Flav]
Once upon a time I was on Island
A man got and he wasn't 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 kill nobody cuz my don't do that
I make the records for the
Gangsta rap flippin people's kid's

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