Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya soldier
Fell to the ground folgers
hold the boulder
Fancy dancer paralyzed for an

In the hip hop game but the rap got
Tumors poppin from the middle of
Generation X be the end of boomers
Is the next generation for doom

the soul and you got a got a
Truck fertilizer blowin up the spot
its terrorism the borderlines hot
Check the passports tap the

Surprise they grown
And one of your own
Its dat same ol shit, dat same ol
From that same ol gang up to that ol thing

Now I see say you know me
I a metaphor of LSD

I dont know what yall thinkin
But if you know like I
You better strap on seatbelt
Cause you in for a long

Now I be damn I a man
I never call myself a nigger to get Benjamin
Whats love got to do wit you got
Not a whole lot, no oh this shit is hot

all the cheddar for clothes
Wit a foreclosed on the front mud
Lost in

Now the heads tales how the dead bled and fled
Now livin up in the bed
they seize us like Jesus
Married to the mob did a job in Hempstead

had mercy wanna curse me
New order got my ass drownin in the water
Now what you stuck to the
That funk to the is phat, ATL be krunk dirty south

Thirty thou trunks
Try to pass the test but to the rest they
Now what be indebted, get over it
Those times and raps aint never back

No without a pass, I kick ass
the sox off a Pandoras box
Is it any wonder why the clocks got?
Between rehearsin a my jaw lox

I set the bomb between the R and B
Go against the grain run up on the
And so I parallel the brains of
As hip hop made em spill the champagne

Make it plain the sound remains
Come the same no holes up the lane
Dont ask no questions on the simple
Can the magic get Shaq back, Knicks get Van

Bold rap fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or half ass
Turnaround funk power ruffs
I aint been cuckoo for no coco puffs

LSD, set it free em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 die at 26

no loyalties accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking should die
Kissed the and made them all cry

A new rap and a real drive by
Why o why did the die
The and the feds got the pimp niggas fraid
of the aids got the bitches afraid

The goddamn man got you afraid
Social service got your mama
of the fact before a niggas black
Some of you say nigga before you say

You got no back is what you
Just say black and Ill see your ass is at