Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Pronounce Me Dead

The of the hip hop ammadeus
Toussaint St. Jean drama

Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor says I'm
The resurrection of the dead, I never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

The streets me dead
two holes in my head
At the funeral, I had friends than the grateful dead
Haters started talkin' sayin' I went

Akon took my spot, will.i.am took my
Started beatin' on the coffin 'cause I hear the crowd
But they hear me 'cause Lil' Jon's preachin' too loud
That's when the bishop said last for friends and family

Then the fans up and said y'all forgot the Fugees
Fifty million sold straight from the basement
How y'all gon' tell me Wyclef is
A rapper up and said, yup I got amnesia
Last I remember him was Gone 'til November

He I don't spit no more, all I do is sing songs
Last time he felt me was I rhymed with Big Pun
right get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist, not a Kanye
(I dead)

Streets me dead
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
Streets me dead

I tell 'em I'm but rumor says I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I never get
And if I die, all I do is ride

I mean the streets say it's a while since they heard me spit
That I spit so hard, my must be cannabis
But far permit, is how I started
But my battle raps get me groceries from the super market
So I found target to aim at

I went from food stamps to the a mac's
Eight track cassettes, the CD's, the
Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot
And my swag from Nazareth

How you gon' say I'm dead I rose like Lazareth
And ain't mystic, I ain't talkin' voodoo
We do carry like the Zulu's
So watch mouth boy, I ain't dead

Fo' the city gon' turn red, blood will
So before you speak boy your tone
Fo' my gon' turn you to a statue of stone
(I dead)

Streets me dead
Streets me dead
Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm but rumor says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

all got shocked when I rose from the coffin
Dust my off then headed out to new Jerusalem
Destroyed and rebuilt, my voice like silk
Audio like milk, I used to shop lift with no guilt

And Christmas time toy the size of elves
I seen the ra-ta-ta-ta into the real shells
Yup killa, you press ya
Went to sleep in the pond, woke up the ducks

And this ain't gangsta talk, I don't talk the
I suggest you or get outlined in chalk
And you from the street
But yet you the streets
You a C, O, P, a cop walkin' the

But the rule on the they could turn on you
Like a pit bull after him food
Or the girl you bought all the cars and the jewels
Only to out on memorial dey fuckin' in the swimmin' pool
(I dead)

pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead

I tell 'em I'm alive but says I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I could get
And if I die, all I do is ride

Yea
music

From the hut, to the projects, to the
So y'all know you, ain't got no excuses
I'm

Wyclef aka St Jean