Luyện nghe bài hát Wonderin' Why

I've in L.A. and D.C., Manhattan and Sydney
And Kingston, where my Mandy was made
It's 98 in the straight-up shade
I say I'm with her for the rest of my given days

"Somebody told me that you're takin' a
A sabbatical from rhymin' on the that you make
A little birdie said that wasn't the
They blamed exodus on "DC" partners Kevin and Tait"

"Hold up, I say all that"

I wanna move the people on a hot day
I wanna serve up the Truth like it's pink

So if wonderin' why I
to try my
Skills at this rap
Girl, I get enough
I rockin' the black folks
And tellin' those jokes
And people are
So just throw hands up
If you're why I
to try my
Skills at rap game
Girl, I get enough
I been rockin' the church
And tellin' same jokes
So all of God's
ya throw your hands up

I've been away for down time
But it was 'bout time
To give my freaky people what came here for
I I needed some head space
And felt by God's grace
My homosapiens would still be up for more
I'm talkin' God in my
If not, then my stops
And everyone around me knows I ain't gonna sell
To those bad guys, they pushin' them lies
the word freak and you'll be airing tonight guys

I move the people on a hot summer's day
I wanna serve up the Truth like it's pink
I wanna give my what they can't deny
I light up the skies like the Fourth of July