Luyện nghe bài hát Thunder Lightning

"not it"
"my my thunder"
It not end
"not it" "my lightning my thunder"
"not hav--"

Xzibit (lightning) (come on) "not havin it"
"my my thunder" "not havin it" "my lightning my thunder"

Look what the wind blew in, a wild storm
In the of thunder and lightning
Xzibit be the thunder, defari be the
Crack a shark's teeth when he be
fakers can't stand it to sell they bandit
Wit silver-tipped lyrics I shoot the holy planet
Your favorite's janet, I'm bangin hits hard like granite
Surprising these critics that's the way I planned it
Your brain I it, and analyzed your weakness
You're not creative, like you we call leeches (say what)
(that brother teaches, yep) don't make no big of it
I knows I don't half-step
The after high noon saloon
That's where you find a table reserved for x and
alaska to the mellanys
Don't give a fuck where you look, feelin likwit emcees

[tash]
"not it"
Xzibit's da thunder, da lightning (4x)

Y'all speakin out of anger and ignorance
But xzibit got the
sparkin joints in the ligiments
Kill-afornia b-boys who search and destroy
Bring the heat to raise the temperature in hell's
Don't get too relaxed and yourself missin, listen
caller from a whole new position, relieve the tension
Break bread wit my
All the we fuck be hangin out wit one another
And associate my good times wit hennesy
Can you relate, or is heart filled wit hate?
We history, get your cameras and roll the tape
the moves y'all niggas refuse to make
How many do it take for me to shut down
To realize likwit niggas ain't fuckin
Feel the underground sound will never provoke
We automatically swing and aim for the throat, mothafuckers

4x

The ice age couldn't me from writin a page
Of lyrical rage to be taken out on
Then my frustrations slice wit vocal blades
No dough, no show, no gots to get paid
You listen to the horses sounds*
It make these wack emcees quit and go take college courses
And get a higher of learning
Clappin off ? vermin? , bust his and be the iodine that's burnin

Put your gun down boy, you get beat your father did
Debo style, your limbs like a crocodile
Nasty, wicked, and wild and ready for the
You tryin to but runnin into complications
Of course, the work horse, the source
Either in quietly or be taken by force
40 dayz & 40 nightz brought the thunder &
Let's both burn and have a clash of the titans

4x