Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get this one off for street
South of chicago, chicago everywhere check it
It's like y'all, get live get down
Common is in your town
I said y'all, get live get down
sense is in your town
Verse
I stagger in the possessed by a patter-in
That be
Over the globe my vocals be travellin
Unravellin my abdomen it's slime that's
that are masculine
I them in, verbally badgerin broads
I wish that madelline, was back on lp
Raps I make up like do excuses
I feel noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces
If a broad got a mind or job or crib she useless
basslines embrace rhymes while I chase mines
They say signs of the end is
I wonder can I walk a righteous path holdin a
Got verses than a kramer, go off like a pager
Skills uglier than craig mack in your ear I'm the
My old bird said of my songs sound like noise
Don't watch the bulls as much, they got too many boys
A black men walkin, towards one direction
For sure, the of the planets... resurrection
two:
A prophet, raised among black disciples and lords
Who don't a fuck about mic cords and nice swords
Get up, together risk 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 while I'm puttin stickers on they ass
I rule around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, get smashed
In jams I like alan alda
Niggaz nod, say hey as if I was little walter
Eighty-seven strip walker the code of the area
By staying, within the
Exposed to stony stimuli, with I identify
Brothers through my rotate solidify the realness
Skull-caps, puffy jacket, lug boots on
Steppin to me is like goin to the county a neutron
three:
I ride the rhythm like a bike
in dim light
I use to enlight
Device up in da skin
of wisdom wail from my windpipe
Imaginations in
I send light, ben's kite I've been bright
Get open on gym nights
And in fights I rights
Don't hook with my friends like
I spend nights up in
I've been as a freak of all trades
I got it
I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in
from a tribe of bums
Hooked on and mums
Had to halt with the, malt
Cause off the malt liquor I fought
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
Ain't of no nigga
But it's my turn to go I go
And I'm gone with the