Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

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

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

I once was lost but now I'm
The music washes and you're one with the sound
Well, who shall inherit the The meek shall
And yo, I I'm starting to peak now, Al

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

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

twenty four hours 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 Swope

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

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

I don't get blue, I gotta red streak
You don't pay the band, your friends, yo 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 more stories that got Salinger
I hold the title and you are the

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

{I'm gonna let them say that I don't love you}

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

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

Sippin on wine and
Rockin on the stage all the hands clappin'
Ride the of fate, it don't ride me holmes
very proud of being MCs}

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

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

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