Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic (The Intro)

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

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

Never backwards stupid another classic
See-notes is falling the sky
By now the roll starring nas executive poet, produced, directed by
The kid escobar

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

Food see-town's mornings was hash browns
Stepped dope fiends, walking out the door, all of us paw
I learned the difference between the snitches, the ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, crews

People jumping from roofs, shotguns made it through my youth
very thin lines, ages seven and nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, is the rebirth
I know the streets thirst like Moses

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

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

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

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