Luyện nghe bài hát X-Files

Truly, I say
Truly,

Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then your God
And if Islam's 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
I'll 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 your on

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

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

do the knowledge, some do the math

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

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

Check the transmission, the transition
Observe the technition Nightvision
You reels, I lace my drug deals
As you skim and check feels on in high heels

It's all bright and sunny when 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 spot on the sun today
Which I don't care if my souls are
So come on and the sting of the true Pain King

Something for ass, 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

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