Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic (The Intro)

Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a
in my veins
It's hot until a nigga can't 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, wiping the dirt, cleaning my
They thought I'll another "illmatic"
But always forward I'm moving

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

Narration describes the and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens with this black child
Finger scratch, 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
over dope fiends, walking out the door, all of us paw
I learned the difference the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, hungriest

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

through 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 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 back
Hate to cease y'all plan it's the rap man
To them double up hustlers, bidders, niggaz who

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

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