Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me this my brother, can you it?
Your style to my style, you can't a candle to it
Equinox and the balance is right
Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday

It's not how you play the game, how you win it
I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a
For those to rock we salute you
The thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to

I was lost but now I'm found
The music over and you're one with the sound
Well, who shall the earth? The meek shall
And yo, I I'm starting to peak now, Al

And then the man upstairs, well I hope that he
If I had a for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
just three MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only four hours in a day
Only twelve well a man can play
Music for all, and not one people
And now we're gonna bust with the Putney Swope

More Adidas sneakers that a got pliers
Got more suitst than and Meyers
If not for my vices and my out desires
My year would be good just Goodyear's tires

So I'm out pickin' at the atlantic antic
And nobody wants to you 'cause your rhymes are damn frantic
I mix business pleasure way too much
You wine, and women, and song, and such

I don't get blue, I mean red streak
You pay the band, your friends, yo that's weak
Get even Steven like pulling a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal from the rich and I'm out robbing
to the poor and I always give thanks
Becuase I got stories that JD's got Salinger
I hold the title and you are the

I've got like Charles Dickens
I've got the girlies in the coup like the Colonel's got the
And I always go out dapper the Harry S. Truman
I'm madder than Alfred E. Neuman

{I'm never gonna let say that I don't love you}

Well, my is hoggin' all kinds of thoughts
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and he's of course
Smoke the holy chalice, got my own
Rally round the and check the funky dope musicians

Like Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee
You Mario Andretti 'cause he always drives his car well
Vicious circle of since the day you were born
And we the hot butter, on what? The popcorn

Sippin on wine and
Rockin on the stage with all the clappin'
the wave of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being very proud of MCs}

And the man upstairs I hope he cares
If I had a penny for my I'd be a millionaire
Amps and crossovers, under my rear
the bass is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood

They tell us what to do? no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,