Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Truly, I say
Truly,

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

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

Here come the Don Dada, ghettos red hotter
I drop the bada like Jake LaMatta
I could single you out and isolate you Mato
I'm undefeated Rocky Marciano
Hit you below the belt, now you singin' Saprano
Talk what you talk, still you don't what I know

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

Some do the knowledge, do the math

Now East Coast, West Coast, wonderin' the beef
goin' down rough like swallowin' teeth
I say word to Din Lizzy, kid, I get
And I'll knock all of ya'll off 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' devils on all 9 of L

Check the transmission, hear the
Observe the INFI Nightvision
You hot-light reels, I lace my drug
As you skim and feels on chics in high heels

It's all bright and sunny when you're holdin' big
My Sonics got youth, my mud got honey
I be the king of grunge if I blow 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 Pain

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

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