Luyện nghe bài hát U-N-I-T-Y

My hands and off the opus
Kept it underground, I
I feel afterlife, 6 oath, don't want no hokus pokus
Niggas tryna go pop I draw
my facemask
Nothin' but, but net
Is you Roger or
You are no match, you get no rematch
Boy you missed your
the MOMA
I'm on on my lonely, in tears
On his shoulder and it's so cold he sculptured
the shaman[?]
[?] for
I never ever a pre rolled
I never ever let a motherfucker shoot the B-roll
Never ask advice from him cause what could he
Never fuck someone you wouldn't be though
It forever seems time's up
We in the Honda
Forever seems like no time, means time flies when you some
Both nuts weigh two pounds, all on your bitch futons
My crew saying her crew niggas came through with the groupons
Hit them with the restock?, couple fries with mula?
Ain't slowin' down, but you holdin'
Forever hold you
propped you up
Built your structures with your system ruckus ya, who was fuckin' with ya
Who was your brothers when you needed
Seein' that is like a Mary on a fourth down
to the sky

Yeah, peace to the holy, peace to the that think they know me
Peace to Moschino, cover your ass, rectum showing
to the boys that we used to beat on
Geto Boy North Face too on these hoes
Peace out to B, Bushwick Billy and Face
He stay killin' in Jesus' name, speakin' his grace
to the sky

Neptunes[?] and signs
Chiraq,
would feel 1995
You'd think there airstrikes on outside?
I put refugees in
I kids The Fugees[?]
Lincoln [?] Gucci [?] out on the
Order McMansion and two pies
I want the Porsche, a design
Silicon Valley new is tits up
How do I your new bitch out my Vine
Signal lost, pay phone, that light

El Chapo,
[?] taco, crackle
emerald
Pink like Apple Jackles