Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic (The Intro)

Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a
Boiling in my
It's just hot until a nigga take it no more
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Turn my up

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

Never backwards here's another classic
See-notes is falling the sky
By now the credits starring nas executive poet, produced, directed by
The kid slash

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

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

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

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

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

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

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