Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya buffalo
Fell to the ground folgers
hold the boulder
Fancy dancer for an answer

In the hip hop but the rap got cancer
Tumors from the middle of rumors
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the next generation headed for

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

they home grown
And one of fuckin own
Its dat ol shit, dat same ol game
From same ol gang up to that same ol thing

Now what I see say you me
I pour a of LSD

I dont know what thinkin about
But if you know like I
You better on your seatbelt
you in for a long ride

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

Spendin all the for clothes
Wit a sign foreclosed on the mud
in dominoes

Now the tell tales how the dead bled and fled
Now they up in the bed
Instead seize us like Jesus
to the mob did a sloppy job in Hempstead

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

Thirty crankin trunks
Try to pass the test but to the rest flunk
Now what be indebted, better get it
Those times and aint never comin back

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

I set the bomb the R and B scene
Go against the run up on the train
And so I parallel the of Cobain
As hip hop brain em spill the champagne

Make it plain the sound insane
the same no holes closin up the lane
Dont ask no on the simple level
Can the magic get back, Knicks get Van exel

Bold rap lyrics fuck heard
Not no lost and found nouns or ass words
Turnaround funk moves ruffs
I aint never been cuckoo for no coco

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

Lawyers no loyalties accountants no
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking lawyers die
Kissed the companies and made all cry

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

The white man got you afraid
service got your mama afraid
Scared of the fact before a niggas
Some of you say nigga you say crack

You got no back is you lack
say black and Ill see where your ass is at