Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me my brother, can you handle it?
Your style to my style, you hold a candle to it
symmetry and the balance is right
Smokin' and drinkin' on a night

It's not how you play the game, how you win it
I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a
For those about to we salute you
The dirty thoughts for dirty we contribute to

I once was lost but now I'm
The washes over and you're one with the sound
Well, who shall the earth? The meek shall
And yo, I think I'm starting to now, Al

And then the man upstairs, I hope that he cares
If I had a for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
We're just three MC's and on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty four in a day
Only notes well a man can play
Music for all, and not just one
And now we're gonna bust with the Putney sequel

More Adidas that a plumber's got pliers
Got more suitst than Jacoby and
If not for my vices and my out desires
My year would be good just like Goodyear's

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the antic
And nobody wants to hear you 'cause rhymes are damn frantic
I mix business pleasure way too much
You wine, and women, and song, and such

I don't get blue, I mean red streak
You pay the band, your friends, yo that's weak
Get even like Steven like a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal from the rich and I'm out banks
Giving to the and I always give thanks
Becuase I got stories that JD's got Salinger
I the title and you are the challenger

I've got money Charles Dickens
got the girlies in the coup like the Colonel's got the chickens
And I go out dapper like the Harry S. Truman
I'm madder than Mad's Alfred E.

{I'm never gonna let them say I don't love you}

Well, my noggin is hoggin' all kinds of
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of
Smoke the holy chalice, got my own
Rally round the and check the funky dope musicians

Like Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee
You like Mario 'cause he always drives his car well
Vicious circle of since the day you were born
And we love the hot butter, on The popcorn

on wine and mackin'
Rockin on the with all the hands clappin'
Ride the wave of fate, it ride me holmes
{Being very proud of being

And the man upstairs I that he cares
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a
Amps and crossovers, under my hood
Becuase the bass is from the back of my Fleetwood

They tell us to do? Hell no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,