Luyện nghe bài hát Whayback

[El Da
I that eighty-five was the year
I first grabbed the pen, daydreamin of the
Ahead rockin shows, no Girbauds that sag
The suits and backspins that was mad
I stress roll joints at my rest
til the ill wee hours, and I knew it was the
I hit mad spots, many got dropped
While I was gettin props was dealin on the block
Stayin in on the weekends was Marley Marl
was freakin the Mr. Magic was speakin
That's how I got my first taste, tapes
til the rhyme skill was great and my style escalate
Practice my perfect tactics
Now my dap clap, cause I'm the rap snap fanatic
But now in nine-trey I got the T-Ray
And my trunks, my are growin styles from whayback

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[Tame
I flash back to fat hats, with plastic
Back when steppin on kicks in eighty-six got your ass
and sheepskins, were common when I first started rhymin
Still I found time to go
Me and my pals Cazals with no glass
flavored Clarks, Lee Denims off the ass
Back Mr. Magic had it goin all the way on
the beat with BDP, flavor like a crayon
Indeed MC's represent with the skills
But now in ninety-three a lot of them can get the
It seems like a little missin in the mix
But now I got a deal, so up to me to fix
niggaz put me up on, with funky raps to cut on
Word is BOND, if I another wack rap song
I snap and it's an actual fact
that I'ma kick it like that, cause this is strictly bout the

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[El Da
Aww man damn, whayback, was kinda fat
Had the Godfather knot, a Starter hat, are kinda wack
now, packed up, my cardboard and away
I didn't have a choice, the culture was
B.D. had died, and things dissapearin
The West was here and all these wack beats appearin
were breakin down record store doors
to get the Biz and the Chante Moore's
to Buck Four, Rocksteady on the floor
New and Dynamic crews plus many more
Remember the time when you didn't a nine
Niggaz just came to hear some, ass rhymes
But all of that's over, cause brothers act up
No clubs to go to, they'll pack rap up
That's how the media it to stop
So peep the verse and last showin of Rock
So it, the brothers wanna wreck it
To get what's expected, cause hip-hop, should be
Gotta get it back, to get it on
Artifacts kickin styles illy on the

[Tame
Like back when my were only size sixes
I used to take pictures shootin spitballs at
Cross New Jersey Transit to see a rapper kick it
But now I ain't it, cause niggaz just ain't worth the ticket
Shit man, I jams that were slammin
Gettin me and my man in, was harder backgammon
DJ's would back to back from boom baps
And rappers with real raps, drop shit real fat
But now kid, as I recollect, out who caught wreck
respected, just got stuck up in my tape
Real hip-hop, when Biz used to flip-flop
His fat ass, on stage'd do a dance, in Reeboks
Niggaz musta forgot, when real was hot
Cause now if you ain't gold, you ain't got no
But fuck that, I'm above that, I don't play
The Artifacts staff drops about the whayback

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