Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me this my brother, can you it?
Your style to my style, you can't a candle to it
Equinox and the balance is right
and drinkin' on a Tuesday night

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

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

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

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

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

More Adidas sneakers that a plumber's got
Got more suitst than and Meyers
If not for my and my bugged out desires
My year be good just like Goodyear's tires

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the antic
And nobody wants to you 'cause your 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 don't pay the band, your friends, yo that's
Get like Steven like pulling a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

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

Steal from the and I'm out robbing 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

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

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

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

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

on wine and mackin'
Rockin on the stage with all the clappin'
Ride the of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being proud of being MCs}

And the man I hope 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 bumpin from the of my Fleetwood

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

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