Luyện nghe bài hát We On (must Be)

[Verse 1: Marcus

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

[Hook: BJ the Chicago

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

[Verse 2: Marcus

Everybody knows we on
It long getting the buzz strong
Had to for it; go and get it
Didnt sleep much I couldnt miss it
Now Im sending missiles from my mental
To peoples minds on missed
Pay attention, when you pay
I used to write, stuck in
So to the beat when the DJ is spinning (uh)
I see no competition (uh), in another
Its this way since Ive known microphone
I wasnt known, pre gold and nice phones.
Watching talespin to make ya head spin, songs themselves
Stay up, when stress prevails and you feel
no fear, what do you fear? (Failure probably)
Dont quit; everybody why you
More sick than everybody; watch me. a picture, then copy.
I stay on track when I rhyme on tracks; turning 45 degrees.
laughed but its all good to me cause
Phonys fall out like bad weaves, straightaway Im on tracked
This fame hit me like a ton of
So you know I move quick, she turn me on
Cause she knows we on.

[Verse 3: Marcus

swear I wear emotions, put it all on my sleeve
Police handcuffs, I hit back with these beats.
Sleep; repeat, for Katie, Keisha and Brendas.
Stats and politicians see our slim.
No slimmer an art career path.
For the you slim fast
Dont talk to me when Im in the
to infiltrate every home.
Stop on commercial, incase u it.
Im strapped to the nose of a rocket to take the breaks off.
Ive waited on for so long.

[Hook: BJ the Kid]

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