Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic

Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a
Boiling in my
It's hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave, heart of a
my voice up

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, wiping the dirt, cleaning my
They thought make another "illmatic"
But it's always forward I'm

Never backwards here's another classic
See-notes is from the sky
By now the credits starring nas executive poet, produced, directed by
The kid escobar

Narration describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto to survive
The feature with this young black child
Finger scratch, cigarette burns on the sofa, turning the tv
Mary girls, 45's playing, soft in the background

Food see-town's mornings was hash browns
Stepped over dope fiends, out the door, all of us paw
I learned the between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, crews

People jumping from roofs, shotguns pumping made it through my
Walking very thin lines, seven and nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, this is the
I know the streets thirst water like

Walking through the hot searching to be free
This is my end and my new beginning
Out for the in a mega places, like a glitch in the matrix
I seen it at all, did it all, most of been pop for a minute

Spitters, sinners and the game get rid of
Y'all got but y'all didn't get it all, I want my style back
Hate to cease y'all plan the rap reaper man
To double up hustlers, bidders, niggaz who real

Professionals, up childs dreaming for meals
Let my words you, get inside you
crypts to pirals this is survival

Blood of a slave, heart of a
of a slave, heart of a king
Uh, uh blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, yea
Huh,