Luyện nghe bài hát Stoney Jackson

[Kool
This is a message -
To all you jheri curl, cats - SOLAR -
You Chic kids, seventy-four niggaz, niggaz
Fuck that I remember them niggaz with curls
Nobody's hardcore niggaz who up ready for the world
Babyface in the deal, I keep shit
Activator spray, you know how that shit
Only SOLAR Records was niggaz with curls
and givin Afro Sheen niggaz a
foil suits, you niggaz know your roots
Like undisputed truth, lakeside, niggaz, Zapp clap niggaz
I referee, watch them fight backpack
Big groups Heatwave and War, carryin all that shit
Amp and shits on tour

Wake up! .. The sun's in face
The sun in your
up! .. The sun's in your face
The sun's in face face face face..
Wake up! .. The sun's in face
The sun's in your
Jackson!

[Kool
Fuck you liar, tryin to come like you Earth Wind &
Sly Stone picture with a DJ and a Numark
Niggaz on Julius Earving dick, use a fake Sir Nose
Larry Blackman was dissin rap Cameo
I had my Lee dungarees on, and my arm pickin my afro
Slave was my niggaz, I bought ten cans of gel
when Atlantic Starr was payin no mind to me in the row
I wasn't FUCKIN the Isley Brothers, the Gap Band
On stage all shiny motherfuckers like Clear and Pure Energy
More jheri curl flyin into LaGuardia and Kennedy
I'm rap, FUCK YOU, I'm the Public Enemy
Madison Square Garden can't get with me
bother me, motherfucker I'm busy!

[Kool
This is my land, fuck and the Sunshine Band
Wack-ass leather gear with them metal chemicals your hand

Two niggaz comin out with that same like Bootsy
You a true nigga
Alexander O'Neal perm shit on your Ampex reel
Jimmy Jim and Lewis production
Got Day on the SSL board
fucked up beats that need reconstruction
Vest on the cover of Jet liposuction
curl niggaz like The Time got fucked up on their publishin
From TKO to Con-Funk-Shun, the Jet was hot
The shit was bumpin
what you thought Stoney Jackson you was somethin!