Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic

Uh, you know I still run with that, blood of a slave
in my veins
It's just hot a nigga can't take it no more
of a slave, heart of a king
Turn my up

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, the dirt, cleaning my shirt
They thought I'll another "illmatic"
But it's always I'm moving

backwards stupid here's another classic
See-notes is from the sky
By now the credits roll starring nas poet, produced, directed by
The kid escobar

describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens with young black child
scratch, cigarette burns on the sofa, turning the tv down
Mary jane girls, 45's playing, soft in the

Food from see-town's was hash browns
Stepped over dope fiends, out the door, all of us paw
I learned the between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, hungriest

People from roofs, shotguns pumping made it through my youth
Walking very thin lines, ages and nine
the age I was on my album cover, this is the rebirth
I the streets thirst water like Moses

Walking the hot desert searching to be free
This is my end and my new nostalgia
Out for the in a mega places, it's like a glitch in the
I seen it at all, did it all, most of why'all pop for a minute

Spitters, sinners and the game get rid of
Y'all got there but y'all didn't get it all, I my style back
Hate to cease plan it's the rap reaper man
To them double up hustlers, bidders, who real

Professionals, stick up childs for meals
Let my words you, get inside you
From crypts to pirals this is

of a slave, heart of a king
Blood of a slave, of a king
Uh, uh blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, yea
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