Luyện nghe bài hát Thisisme

"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" -->
(repeat 2x, then 2x 'common' at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! me again
Is it me you're looking (yup)
For the perfect beat, sweetly
I'm fresh, I clean, but I can't whistle
*attempt at psss, I'm only buggin
no dug in the crates, I dug in my nose
And picked a any rhyme I don't have any time
To waste, I'm hip... don't trip
To an travel agent now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some to read
Then buy me
I got the flame like u-i-c but I be,
Some of the realest chillest cats you may see
In life if you get one
Rappers are like to me (why? ) because they get done
it comes I'm as able as cain to get raw
That's why the dj's mix me, I'm gonna dickses
Not da bomb so save all your
I'm good to go and also I'm
I wrecks affects the roughnecks
Down to the preps in the polos, the with pros
who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
To with butters, high rollers and rollers
Players with plat studs stocking caps I be rocking raps
Til I
Niggaz play my tape about as much as they do
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm at last
free man, free as the world be
And like an early bird, I'm
But you ain't that special, as that
So to myself I say
I'm glad you had the patience, you better have the
thisisme
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
Whassup scony rony I'm that homey
From stoney (common) you me!
Off the gp see me on the tv
take it ez, and they was like "he ain't hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more than bats and
It stems back to the roots of true
gonna get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, talkin about shit I ain't do?
I ain't nobody I ain't shank nobody
I ain't kill nobody, it us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't have to no gun
It one to know one, and no one can tell me
How to be, cause be me, aight?
Cause I'm a man, now it
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
sometimes, sometimes, I get a good feeling!
When I'm chillin at the flat, at the wall
can I come off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be talkin
But some say my don't make no sense
I'm tryin to make the dollars, my momma me
To go to school and be a scholar, but ain't for me
So don't go there, I'm comin out of nowhere, to go where
Probably in about seven years, I won't have no
But not only am I the club president, I'm also a client
I come off a toupee, I still have to pay 2pc dark
A raider that never lost the ark/arc, on the
But now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy wanted to be a chef
But he went down south, and fell in love me love
Cause love is gonna i'ma getcha
I'm like b.j. my arm is and I stretch ya
from east to west, all across the country
I'm like that big fat one catch when bumpin
I probably would get more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, me the gangsta of love!!!
I love music, I love my momma
I myself, I love you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(krs sample in background)
Yo I say peace to my moms, my grandmomma
Lil chandra, and john, yo rest in peace to my aunt
My moms, ron's moms, dawn's moms, corey's moms
Who are these people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4x)
(krs sample is cut and to end)