Luyện nghe bài hát The Message

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4
Your luck low, I know til I was drunk though
You freak played out, get fucked and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the out
96 I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK
attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray
A of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, shotguns
wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring
Yo let me let niggas know one thing
There's one life, one love, so there can be one King
The highlights of living, Vegas style dice in linen
Antera spinning on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm them
Threats I'm sending them, Lex with TV sets the
Ill sex
Party villains, a case of Demi-Sec to chase the Henny
Wet any clique, with the who want it
Diamonds I flaunt it, chicken-heads I lace em
Fried broiled with basil, taste em, the legs
Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I em
Fucking me in the wagon
Can it be Vanity from Dragon
Grab gun it's on though
Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in daylight
the broke Mac it won't spray right
Don't give a fuck who they hit, as as the drama's lit
Yo, overnight thugs, bug cause ain't promised shit
Hungry-ass hooligans on that piranha shit

"I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the of brother made for you to start testing"
"I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death"
"I ain't the type of brother for you to start testing"
"I never sleep, cause is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the type of brother made for you to testing"
"I never sleep, sleep is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the type of brother made for you to testing"

I you fronting, I was in the Jeep
in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpint
Across the you was wilding
bout how you ran the Island in eighty-nine
Laying up, playing the yard crazy shine
I cocked a 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him
What was he thinking on my corner it's pay me time
Dug em you owe me cousin told me plug him
So dumb, my leg burn, then it got numb
Spun and shot one, heard shots and dropped son
Caught a hot one, take this biscuit 'fore the cops come
Then came asking me my name, what the fuck
I got up and went through
Left the hospital that night, what
Got my gat back, time to
I had to so how the fuck I get clapped
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo in my hood got one
That clown nigga's through, blazing at his daily
The 'Bridge touched me up severely me?
So when I it's sincerely yours
Be lighting L's Coors, on all floors in project halls
Contemplating war I was cool with before
We used to score together, Uptown the raw
But uhh, a changes, and love changes
And best friends strangers, word up

"Y'all my steelo"
"There an army that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There an army that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There ain't an army that could back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There an army that could strike back"