Luyện nghe bài hát Thisisme

"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" -->
(repeat 2x, 2x with 'common' at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! me again
Is it me you're looking (yup)
For the perfect beat, oblique
I'm fresh, I come clean, but I can't
at whistling* psss, I'm only buggin
While no dug in the crates, I dug in my
And picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't any time
To waste, I'm hip... even trip
To an easy travel now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some to read
Then buy me
I got the flame like but I be, u-a-c
Some of the realest illest cats you may see
In your if you get one
Rappers are like to me (why? ) because they get done
Here it comes I'm as able as to get raw
That's why the dj's mix me, I'm gonna bust
Not da bomb so all your threats
I'm good to go and also I'm
Rhymes I wrecks affects the
Down to the in the polos, the studs with pros
Hoes who wheeze, the bald-headed to the
To folks with butters, high rollers and
Players with plat studs with caps I be rocking raps
Til I
Niggaz play my tape about as as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm at last
I'ma man, free as the world be
And like an bird, I'm special
But you ain't that special, as investor
So to myself I say
I'm you had the patience, you better have the patience
thisisme
"i the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
Whassup scony rony I'm boney homey
From stoney (common) you me!
Off the gp see me on the tv
Talkin take it ez, and they was "he ain't hardcore!"
But is far more than bats and gats
It stems back to the roots of being
It's get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, talkin some shit I ain't do?
I shoot nobody I ain't shank nobody
I kill nobody, it wasn't us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a and still don't have to show no gun
It takes one to one, and no one can tell me
How to be, cause i'ma be me,
I'm a man, now check it
"i love the way I am and can't out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
sometimes, sometimes, I get a good feeling!
When I'm at the flat, lookin at the wall
can I come off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be shit
But some say my talk don't make no
I'm tryin to make the dollars, my momma me
To go to school and be a scholar, but ain't for me
So don't even go there, I'm out of nowhere, to go where
Probably in about years, I won't have no hair
But not only am I the hair club president, I'm also a
I come off like a toupee, I still to pay 2pc dark
A raider that lost the ark/arc, on the shot
But now I shoot rock, I be all out of breath
My boy adefo wanted to be a
But he went south, and fell in love call me love
Cause love is getcha i'ma getcha
I'm b.j. my arm is strong and I stretch ya
Styles east to west, all across the country
I'm like that big fat one niggaz catch when
I probably get bumped more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, call me the of love!!!
I love good music, I my momma
I love myself, I you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(krs sample in background)
Yo I wanna say peace to my moms, my
Lil chandra, and john, yo rest in peace to my aunt
My sides moms, ron's moms, dawn's moms, moms
Who are you? these people be themselves y'all, em out
Common! (4x)
(krs sample is cut and to end)