Luyện nghe bài hát The Godz... (Must Be Crazy)

The Godz must be
I said, the Godz be crazy
The Godz be crazy

said the Godz must be crazy
'Cause I let my hair go
Lookin' like a nappy child
Black folk say, "Cut bush"
Quicker than George Bush, get pushed

They want a nigga clean-cut the Ancient Greeks
But the Greeks, were fuckin' freaks
I'm gonna let it grow like a
Ain't choppin' shit down, that's why I the sound

Some days I wake up mad and I feel like hearin' shit
Put all your talkin' to the Jack, you don't even know me
Keep thinkin' wild, a kid when live, big on stage
At a show, not even fuckin up my cool

But this country luck's breakin', there's a war against the
But I got a gun and the God got one
And his man got one and we all be armed
The scope is aimed at the White House and they say

The must be crazy
The Godz must be
say the Godz must be crazy
The Godz must be

do I need, bitch, back up
You think the is trizznippin'?
You flexin', you betta yo'self

say The Godz must be crazy
'Cause I don't bow to the
I even had a get tossed
Teacher of lies, his sword

And when you do, you're gonna the Lord
Of all I could but I don't splurge
submerge myself in material wealth
Just health and well-being through all eye
But eighty-five of y'all is disagreeing

See the black man is God and that's an actual
But every time I it yo I'm under attack
the crack on my people like a monkey on the back
Bust it in the brain, fuck it if it leave a stain, no pain, no

Black Man, change demeanor
It's be some shit when they unleash FEMA
We're headin' for Armageddon, I'm only spreadin' the yo
But I'm black they say that

The Godz must be
Uh-huh, the Godz must be
They say the Godz must be
The Godz be crazy

One day I seen a riff, it was three one
Became three two 'cause the one man was black
Now three against three 'cause Mark the was with me
Four against three 'cause Daddy-O Stet was there

Was the odds fair? Have ever been?
I with this plan to cut a hole in the grafted man
But then I chilled, wait for the war
Then I can off more

Skulls on the pavement, to bones
Sawed-off, mix it microphone
Whole blocks filled pools of blood
and Stripes burned up in the mud

C-Cypher-Punks jump up to get down
around with the X and get your eye split
We're goin' two to the head Sadat X bread
Who the Godz must be crazy?