Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic (The Intro)

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

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

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

Narration the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens with this young child
Finger scratch, cigarette burns on the sofa, the tv down
jane girls, 45's playing, soft in the background

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

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

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

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

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

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