Luyện nghe bài hát The Lesson Part 3 (It's Over Now)

Well it's the raw regees, thoroughbred Philly
My name Thought, my girl's the Black Lilies
Some people try to like, I ain't feeling it, really"
But that's 'cuz how the fuck you can't feel me?

I first felt it, I knew it had to be dealt wit
A lot of ice grilling in the house got
Some tried to put up a fight but was helpless
You try to turn that loose, you too selfish

Gimme that, guess who bringing the Busy' back?
Women say the of my voice, the Afro-disiac
Okayplayer.com, you can hit me at
E-me and I'm in your town, come see me

'The Real World' for real, this your MTV
The illest innervisions Stevie on wax
My vocal like serve-o forty-eight
The of the matter is a matter of fact

it's the Black Thought, controlling like Ike Turner
You wanna get wise, you best to be a learner
Or just and peep how it's done
And ya ass to what's about to come because

The lesson, now it's now, we shop
We got it locked, it's now

Aiyyo, Dice's flows hit idiots crossbows
Knock 'em out the Atlas, push 'em off the
I'm laughing, looking from off top the totem
Hop off my pedestal, grab my

Aiyyo, niggas ain't fucking wit this shit
(I 'em)
Aiyyo, y'all ain't fucking wit the Roots
(I 'em)
The rap is a riot, yeah 'cuz my family
Soon as the name, Dice Raw is in

The arena, the grass is on the other side
I hit the stores, thousand die
Now tell who the best in off the top in the
I'll you a hint, the same guy that's fucking your girl

I just didn't parents, The Roots found me in the trash
But still a got a lot of class
wit my pinky finger up off the glass
Keep talking shit, homeboy, that's ass

The lesson, now it's now, we shop
We got it locked, it's now

It's just the part of the game
I guess just the art of the scam
Check for your soul it departed again
Militant is atomic, you fall from the sky just a comet

Move out 'til the of my shoes out
How many tracks do you
How many of these you doubt?
How many of these ladies making you

You on a mission, so to this
Ask what condition is this
Sick in the [unverified], I rap on a disk
You gotta like this, asking me about the way that I

About the way I enfold in mode
You're like that, don't bark, cat, back
What up, Is things still the same in the hood?

While I sit, I get dub and wish I could plug
They leave 'em stiff in the mud, you wannabe thug
In section eight, houses were hush up the rug
The I spit is humming wit slugs, get soaked in the suds

The lesson, now it's now, we shop
We got it locked, it's now
The lesson, now it's now, we close
We got it locked, over now
The lesson, now now, we close shop
We got it locked, it's now