Luyện nghe bài hát Wonderin' Why

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

"Somebody told me that takin' a break
A sabbatical from rhymin' on the records that you
A little birdie said that the case
blamed your exodus on "DC" partners Kevin and Tait"

"Hold up, I say all that"

I wanna move the on a hot summer's day
I wanna up the Truth like it's pink lemonade

So if wonderin' why I
to try my
Skills at rap game
Girl, I can't get
I been rockin' the black
And tellin' those jokes
And are people
So throw your hands up
If you're why I
to try my
Skills at this rap
Girl, I can't get
I been the church folks
And tellin' same jokes
So all of God's
Won't ya throw hands up

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

I wanna move the people on a hot day
I wanna serve up the Truth like it's lemonade
I wanna give my people what they deny
I wanna light up the skies like the of July