Luyện nghe bài hát The Blast

Yeah, you my name (Kweli), any questions?
I bring many blessings with my man Hi-Tek and he the Natti (Natti)
We the sky crack, feel the fly track
Get your hands up like a
Fist in the air for (Kweli), 'em there like
mystic or smoke when they spliffs lit
It's a (party), they ask me what I'm writin for
I'm writin to show you we fightin for
Say Taleeb or Talib (Kweli), if it's hard try spellin it
If not then just let it be like Simone
You probably (ably) listen B
Even when we suffer I count the victories
Sometimes it's far and I'm sad to say
It got my crowded like sunset on a Saturday
I know my son wept cause his away
Stop cryin be strong for your momma is I had to say

To my little man Amani (mani)
Start the party, my crew hot feel two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel (shottie)
It's got to be, man Hi-Tek and Kweli
Who make you your body (body)
Start the party, my hot feel these two shots
Like the blast a double barrel shottie (shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi-Tek and

I remember it all started
Back in the day when me and first parted
from the beginnin I stayed advanced
A young chameleon, adapt to any
Peep game nigga been a lazy nigga
Stayed on my concentrate to get the paper bigger
focused, while other cats stay hopeless
While niggas high I stay lower
Stacking my to get a foreclosure
shit ain't over
Going for the gusto, keep that provo
It's (and Kweli) on the track like Flo Jo
Bet you ain't even know I had flow

Yo, make you your body (body)
Start the party, my hot feel these two shots
Like the from a double barrel shottie (shottie)
It's got to be, man Hi-Tek and Kweli

Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on