Luyện nghe bài hát Style I Bring

Service and devotion, I motion to
With the style I bring style I bring you
In the California and they're turning down the beds
And I to spread love to the west coast heads
Love letters to Brooklyn from the Hollywood
No frills, a thrill seeker seeking real thrills
Like rain crying a reservoir
Come out, come out you are
I come out, come out wherever you are
To all the MC's/to the gay MC's (but grow orange trees in LA)
To the of gold
NYC change, summers fold
And I I'm geeting old

Service and devotion, I motion to
With the style I bring style I bring you

We're driving round, our are flying over the ground
No to sleep
I'm writing rhymes and you're counting
From the coast to the west coast
There is always one ghost-hiding in your dreams and unbeknowst
Asking are you afraid of-why you have the chills?
we rock the bottom of the valleys to the top of the hills
Now you're paying close to all of our verses
Said you're learning all the words and all of the curses
And I know where I'mm going cause I can't seem to see
Beyond through the haze, through the cloouds how it'll be
And the past is but a memory to me

Service and devotion, I to continue
the style I bring you-the style I bring you

Towering and and tumbling and falling
my telephone ringing but I said to stop calling me
My is filled with cotton, now it's soaked up in the years
And soaked in the tears and the fears and the beers
I be rotting up in urban decay
You i'm headed to the Betty said this girl in the worst way
Insanity and vanity, I'm giving sin i said
"Oh the humanity" and another valium
And Muggs not and french kisses
I'm that b*tch who flips all of the switches
Oh boy-listen to me When I say hop plane
'cause you've got nothing to
And everything, everything, eveerything to

and devotion, I motion to continue
With the style I bring you-the I bring you