Luyện nghe bài hát We On (must Be)

[Verse 1: Marcus

Marcus Orelias, with me or get left.
Why me? Yo girl been stressed
Past dresses bars I bench-pressed
Dropping science the bell rang
Shoes had so I felt the pain
Got played, so I play.
got fat so she knows my name (ooo weee)
Do they hit my line, coming quick and I it
J.J. mixed so I spit sick throw up your
Give me a millisecond or a kiloton; Ill R.I.P. at instance
I on sentences till I free birds with sentences in a few days
Been a minute and a long way, reminiscing on my old
And I love the way she that thang but hey
Hands on her hips she those lips when she sees me flow
She dont know yearned for they said no, so I became my own
Now what I need is TLC or P&P till I TNT, get high and won't down
Cause they know the sound when I come
that rebel of the underground

[Hook: BJ the Chicago

You must be a fool to think that I on
And if you I ain't on
you must not be on
We On (x9)

[Verse 2: Marcus

knows that we on
It took long getting the strong
Had to for it; go and get it
Didnt sleep cause I couldnt miss it
Now Im sending missiles headed my mental
To peoples on missed missions
Pay attention, you pay admissions
I used to write, in detention
So move to the when the DJ is spinning (uh)
I see no competition (uh), in dimension
Its been this way Ive known microphone
I known, pre gold chains and nice phones.
Watching to make ya head spin, songs write themselves
Stay up, stress prevails and you feel hell
Have no fear, what do you (Failure probably)
Dont quit; everybody why you
More sick than everybody; me. Take a picture, then copy.
I stay on track when I rhyme on tracks; turning 45 degrees.
They but its all good to me cause
Phonys fall out like bad weaves, straightaway Im on beats
This hit me like a ton of bricks
So you know I quick, before she turn me on
she knows that we on.

[Verse 3: Marcus

Some swear I wear emotions, put it all on my
slap handcuffs, I hit back with these beats.
Sleep; repeat, writing for Katie, and Brendas.
and politicians see our chances slim.
No than an art career path.
For the love you fast
Dont talk to me when Im in the
Snapping to every home.
Stop on commercial, u missed it.
Im strapped to the nose of a rocket bout to take the off.
Ive on this for so long.

[Hook: BJ the Kid]

You must be a fool to I ain't on
And if you think I on
you must not be on
We On (x9)