Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Truly, I say
Truly,

Well, if Jesus is your Lord, Praise your God
And if your thing, Allah-u-Akbar
And if you represent the 6 pointed
Well, then my back home told me say, "Shalom"

I put grooves in the mix, I make moves like the
take you straight up the lane, I block you out the frame
Then I freeze it, believes it, you it like heroin
Before you get your on, kid, get your stare on

Here come the Don Dada, ghettos red hotter
I drop the boom bada Jake LaMatta
I could single you out and isolate you Mato
I'm undefeated Rocky Marciano
Hit you right below the belt, now you Saprano
Talk what you talk, still you know what I know

Something for ass, for cash
Some do the knowledge, some do the
Some stick to the road, some stray the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the

Some do the knowledge, do the math

Now East Coast, West Coast, wonderin' the beef
It's goin' down like swallowin' teeth
I say to Din Lizzy, kid, I get busy
And I'll knock all of ya'll off this wall

on a daily basis, I rock like Oasis
Quick to be your style from a to a child
I 14 billion cells, puffin' L's
devils on all 9 levels of L

Check the transmission, hear the
Observe the INFI Nightvision
You reels, I lace my drug deals
As you and check feels on chics in high heels

It's all bright and when you're holdin' big money
My Sonics got youth, my mud got honey
I could be the king of grunge if I my spunge away
There's a little spot on the sun today
Which I don't if my souls are dead
So come on and feel the sting of the true King

Something for ass, something for
Some do the knowledge, some do the
Some stick to the road, some from the path
Some do the knowledge, some do the

Something for ass, for cash
Some do the knowledge, some do the
Some stick to the road, some stray from the
Some do the knowledge, do the math