Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Truly, I say
Truly,

Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then Praise God
And if Islam's your thing,
And if you represent the 6 star
Well, my Hebs back home told me say, "Shalom"

I put grooves in the mix, I make moves like the
I'll take you straight up the lane, I block you out the
I freeze it, believes it, you needs it like heroin
Before you get your fight on, kid, get your on

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

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

Some do the knowledge, some do the

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

'Cause on a daily basis, I rock Oasis
Quick to be your style from a fetus to a
I kill 14 cells, puffin' L's
Stompin' on all 9 levels of L

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

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

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

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