Luyện nghe bài hát Silhouettes

(oohs at beginning)

Yo, Blowin on a of flight, building up my appetite
See my homies eatin and I be like "Can I a bite?"
Last night I had a fight, that I grabbed the mic
the club closed I went home on my granny's bike
People was laughin "look he just ran the light"
I kept pedalin, I didn't get mad or gipe
that rock and the pipe, G 'til my afterlife
Let me get on stage, bet I say the things like
than a dragonfly, I'ma make math or die
Been a since that group that I was in with Gladys Knight
I be packin nines, have you pushin dandelions
Come with my cash you be dancin like is Hammer Time
Yeah I'm lost and I'm blind, still I'm gon' handle
Have ya homie leakin cuz he bumpin mo' than camel
In the hood I vandalize, of fiends and baggy eyes
Where you can make a killin and even have to advertise

[Chorus: SPM & Carolyn
Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, ya see the jumbo lighter strike
stories of a violent life, smoke once and you will try it twice
What the fuck else am I to do? I be rich and buy a zoo
Maybe just a candy five or two, and tell my daughter I die for you

Can't neva change nothin for the radio
You don't have to play me hoe, I'ma make my dough
I been albums since '92 and '93
They would either call me for a tape or a key
For the dream, for the team, nobody hang with Los
Battle me, I'm like "Man at least tryta it close"
M.C. Tortura-rap Sorcera
Ya'll rememba I did it on that song "Warriors"
That was maybe '95 with the Hated group
All my enemies my voice and it made'em puke
Ever since I hit the street, I on a hittin streak
from the gutta, would you like to take a little peek?
Simple T and Dickie shorts, on da cut wit quarts
No time to go home, cook it with a torch
Old men on da porch boyz come'n go
Life is a prison in the midst of runnin slow

[Chorus: SPM & Carolyn

Hustle or hustle fast, cages for who love the cash
Others in a burried hole, no one really
Trouble lands where it may, death is neva
If I try to ask 'why' the just confuse me
don't lose me, just hold tight, I is gettin deep again
Call me you need Dope nigga I don't need a friend
I been on a since I started cutting people yards
Then I started noticing the rims on these cars
Hope that they sleepin hard when I come tonight
Next thang ya I'm stopping hard at a traffic light
Jamming Ike, radio was programmed to
on the green light so that i can go please
A/C with cold breeze, on a Optimo
I could reach the betta if I had a longa toe
Stop at the Stop'N'Go, I ain't got no gas
So I pump the gas and holla, "Pay ya back buddy!"

SPM & Carolyn 2X:]
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