Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Drugs & Violence

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

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Once upon a time, not ago
A got shot, and no one knows
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 everything he said
So this, you don't wanna miss
Sex, drugs, and

We like those rhymes...
Just make sure they corrupt our minds...
These kill and thief...
A lot of times it's only 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 the bling bling
Ching and half naked chicks that can't sing
Murder weapon, never found. Police, never
The respect, the intellect, and the all out of town
all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man
While they us down, man
We're takin you down. I got 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 being a little boy with a little toy, up and be a man
Now you see the plan, from to east
Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and
We be the least. We be workin, no seats
Bringing it to 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 make they don't corrupt our minds...
These kill and thief...
A lot of times only make believe...

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Once upon a time I was on 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 police light on
When the man died, who was the 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 lids

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