Luyện nghe bài hát Stoney Jackson

[Kool
is a message - yeah
To all you jheri curl, cats - - yknahmsayin?
You Chic kids, niggaz, SEVENTY-FOUR niggaz
Fuck that I remember them niggaz with curls
Nobody's hardcore who souped up ready for the world
Babyface in the deal, I shit real
Activator spray, you how that shit feel
Only SOLAR Records was niggaz with curls
and givin Afro Sheen a deal
Aluminum foil suits, you niggaz know roots
Like undisputed truth, lakeside, music niggaz, clap niggaz
I referee, watch them fight backpack
Big groups like Heatwave and War, carryin all shit
Amp and costume on tour

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

[Kool
Fuck you liar, tryin to come like you Wind & Fire
Sly Stone picture with a DJ and a mixer
Niggaz on Julius Earving dick, use a 76er fake Sir
Larry was dissin rap with 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 was payin no mind to me in the front row
I FUCKIN with the Isley Brothers, the Gap Band
On stage all shiny motherfuckers like Clear and Pure Energy
More curl niggaz flyin into LaGuardia and Kennedy
I'm before rap, FUCK YOU, I'm the Enemy
Madison Square Garden can't get with me
Don't me, motherfucker I'm busy!

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

Two niggaz out with that same shit like Bootsy
You ain't a true
Alexander O'Neal perm shit on your Ampex reel
Jimmy Jim and Terry Lewis
Got Day on the SSL board
fucked up beats that need reconstruction
Vest on the of Jet with liposuction
Jheri curl niggaz like The got fucked up on their publishin
TKO to Con-Funk-Shun, the Jet album was hot
The Family was bumpin
what you thought Stoney Jackson you was somethin!