Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya soldier
Fell to the ground folgers
Couldnt the boulder
Fancy dancer for an answer

In the hip hop game but the rap got
Tumors poppin from the middle of
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the next headed for doom

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

Surprise they grown
And one of your own
Its dat ol shit, dat same ol game
that same ol gang up to that same ol thing

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

I dont what yall thinkin about
But if you know like I
You better strap on seatbelt
Cause you in for a ride

Now I be damn I a man
Figure I never call myself a nigger to get
Whats love got to do wit you got
Not a whole lot, no forgot oh shit is hot

all the cheddar for clothes
Wit a sign on the front mud
Lost in

Now the heads tell tales how the dead bled and
Now livin up in the bed
Instead seize us like Jesus
Married to the mob did a sloppy job in

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

Thirty thou crankin
Try to pass the test but to the rest flunk
Now what be indebted, better get it
Those times and raps aint comin back

No future a pass, I kick ass
the sox off a Pandoras box
Is it any wonder why the clocks got?
Between rehearsin a my jaw lox

I set the bomb between the R and B
Go the grain run up on the train
And so I parallel the brains of
As hip hop brain made em spill the

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

Bold rap lyrics fuck whatcha
Not no lost and nouns or half ass words
Turnaround funk moves ruffs
I never been cuckoo for no coco puffs

LSD, set it free 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 should die
Kissed the companies and made all cry

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

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

You got no is what you lack
Just say black and Ill see your ass is at