Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get this one off for street
South side of chicago, everywhere check it
It's like c'mon y'all, get live get
sense is in your town
I said c'mon y'all, get live get
Common sense is in your
one:
I stagger in the gathering by a patter-in
be scatterin
Over the will my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's slime babblin
Grammatics are masculine
I grab them in, verbally broads
I wish madelline, was back on video lp
Raps I make up like do excuses
I feel like noah, my mellows up on deuces
If a broad got a mind or job or crib she useless
Acoustic basslines embrace while I chase mines
They say signs of the end is
I wonder can I a righteous path holdin a beer
Got verses than a kramer, go off like a pager
Skills uglier than craig in your ear I'm the flavor
My old said some of my songs sound like noise
Don't watch the bulls as much, got too many white boys
A black men walkin, towards one direction
For sure, the of the planets... resurrection
Verse
A prophet, raised among black disciples and lords
Who don't give a about mic cords and nice swords
Get up, together black your cup
I'm wishin for a change, my man want his in a cup
Yessir, I'm in the
Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin on they ass
I rule everything around me like
On the rocks of reality, get smashed
In jams I m*a*s*h like alda
Niggaz nod, they say hey as if I was little
Eighty-seven strip walker taught the of the area
By staying, the barrier
to stony stimuli, with that I identify
Brothers went through my solidify the realness
Skull-caps, puffy jacket, lug boots on
to me is like goin to the county being a neutron
Verse
I the rhythm like a schwinn bike
When in dim
I use insight to
Device up in da tight
Words of wisdom wail my windpipe
Imaginations in
I send light, like kite I've been bright
Get open on gym nights
And in I send rights
Don't hook skins my friends like
I nights up in dykes
been indicted as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in
Come from a of bums
Hooked on and mums
Had to halt with the, malt
Cause off the malt liquor I niggaz
Now my speech and thoughts
Cruisin southside streets with no and no sticker
U ak got my and we don't get no thicker
Eighty-seven got my back and we get no thicker
got my back and we don't now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho
scared of no nigga
But it's my to go I gotta go
And I'm with the storm