Luyện nghe bài hát Stoney Jackson

[Kool
is a message - yeah
To all you curl, cats - SOLAR - yknahmsayin?
You kids, seventy-four niggaz, SEVENTY-FOUR niggaz
Fuck that I remember them niggaz jheri curls
hardcore niggaz who souped up ready for the world
Babyface in the deal, I keep shit
Activator spray, you know how that feel
Only SOLAR Records was signin niggaz with
and givin Afro Sheen niggaz a
Aluminum foil suits, you know your roots
Like truth, lakeside, music niggaz, Zapp clap niggaz
I referee, watch them fight niggaz
Big like Heatwave and War, carryin all that shit
Amp and shits on tour

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

[Kool
Fuck you liar, tryin to come like you Earth & Fire
Sly Stone picture a DJ and a Numark mixer
on Julius Earving dick, use a 76er fake Sir Nose
Larry Blackman was dissin rap Cameo
I had my Lee dungarees on, and my right arm pickin my
Slave was my niggaz, I bought ten cans of gel
Atlantic Starr was payin no mind to me in the front row
I wasn't FUCKIN with the Isley Brothers, the Gap
On stage all shiny motherfuckers like Clear and Pure Energy
More jheri curl niggaz into LaGuardia and Kennedy
I'm rap, FUCK YOU, I'm the Public Enemy
Madison Square Garden security can't get me
Don't me, motherfucker I'm busy!

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

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