Luyện nghe bài hát Wonderin' Why

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

"Somebody told me that you're a break
A sabbatical from rhymin' on the records that you
A little said that wasn't 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 you're why I
to try my
Skills at this rap
Girl, I get enough
I been the black folks
And tellin' those white
And people are
So throw your hands up
If wonderin' why I
to try my
Skills at rap game
Girl, I get enough
I been rockin' the church
And tellin' those jokes
So all of God's
ya throw your hands up

I've been away for some down
But thought it was time
To give my freaky people what they came for
I guess I needed head space
And felt that by 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 gonna sell -out
To those bad guys, they pushin' white lies
Tweak the freak and you'll be airing tonight guys

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