Luyện nghe bài hát Wonderin' Why

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

"Somebody me that you're takin' a break
A sabbatical from on the records 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 on a hot summer's day
I wanna serve up the Truth it's pink lemonade

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

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

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