Luyện nghe bài hát Omaha Stylee

In a minute you have can all be straight gone
In a minute things you though were tied can straight undone
How 'bout some knocks on wood so far it's so good any day
you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out

To the north and south that's plates are about
Nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill
But the dreams they had make me sad of the vides of them
When one girl dreamt a in hers and then it happened

To me and my family my and I were driving
The RV bleeding flames us leaping through surviving
Zoned with no there was fire all on it
Umm, let me my life I want it

I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm
I'm gonna let you know that I
We're coming in we're coming chill
We've in how we will

Gone to tell the whole world the deal
And I say know no critical boarder
We do what we
Got more funky styles that my jet got font

Not one to get sounding like the norm
Friendly to the radio all that is corn
All we coming is a little bit of swing
And we go on like it ain't no

stylee did not think there was one
Where you know the weak and the shows are more fun
But you we fucked up the dance since 1988
Many did not when they hear that we come from this state

we're down like that
Still we're down like
Still down like that
the funk that smells of skunk

Omaha stylee did not there was one
Where you know the radio's weak and the are more fun
But you know we up the dance since 1988
Many did not when they hear that we come from this state

The that we come from
Was a poor table
The was low key
And the was Jamaican but

Such occur back in the day
It you're a raw kid all the way
Son of a gun but they you
All are endowed but few are

At the break of dawn like a spy
Lampin' in the light the cold awakens
is the light to open up the sky
Look into my eyes and see the

Omaha stylee is the shit we come man
Embedded in out souls it breathes out from band
We always knew that we
Thank you if you too felt we

Not one to get over sounding like the
to the radio all that shit is corn
All we with is a little bit of swing
And we go on like it ain't no

stylee did not think there was one
Where you know the weak and the shows are more fun
But you know we fucked up the dance since
Many did not think they hear that we come from this state

Still we're down that
Still we're down that
Still we're like that
the funk that smells of skunk

We will explore these worlds and find the grass roots
How to to do the grinding of the grounds to brew
My dude on the one come off teflon
Rock your shit and you will on

If you're a farmer in your field say, "Uhh"
Do as you eill do as you follow your bliss say,"Uhh"
We travel round the giving it our best
like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest

The hammer and the chisel and the it compass
We forged the chariots of war our battle axe
There's power in anger but loves a bigger
Complete to my crew this is how we do

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