Luyện nghe bài hát Positive Balance

Big Zoo, uh
Technique, uh
balances, uh, uh

[Verse 1 - Big
for pound
I'm the most positive when I bust
The Zoo adds on like a sign
Addition, that's the key in the
no pause, I propel to pole position (Vroom!)
Ahead of the pack, light years of the wack
I a fiend a Good Book, instead of the crack
That's the mine, negativity can't hold mine
The black bear's headed for the gold (look out, look out)
And then I'm as Showtime
I make negative switch styles in no time
They change teams, rhyme about kings and
Instead of how they work to fiends
Then I, switch thugs soldiers
Those that have given up on God to praise J (Damn!)
The rap Ice Age is
And positivity protects the Z boulder

[Chorus - Immortal Technique w/ Big Zoo
Yeah, you how it goes, positivity, yeah
My opinion is ground but your a common hater
and dividing on numbers like a denominator
Third-eye movements are necessary
you see in videos is secondary
You need like you need respect in jail
Because without balance you'll be negative record sales
Neg-neg-negative record sales, ziga-zam, Technique, like

2 - Immortal Technique]
I jerk off inside and give life to words
Leaving concepts stuck together you probably never (what?)
I love when people I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I overloaded neurological nerves
try to serve me with disgusting incompetence
But I keep it positive with ultimate
with Native Americans close to Providence
I to the spirits of ancestors at pow-wows
But rumor has it that you raped like Lil' Bow Wow
Now listen industry motherfuckers, don't get
Remember, I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda
And render contenders dismembered, bend the fabric of (what? what?)
And put soul in a blender
You living a lie thinking Jesus was born in December
of catering to labels, something gotta give
I'll rip the out your body and make you positive
I seen a lot of kids and go with marketing gimmicks
Because without balance, you don't last more than a
This ain't a game, I'll beat the out you at the line of scrimmage
I shows in the ghetto, nigga you stuck in the village
I wanted to spit on the since I was eleven
But I can't the pay-ola for Hot 97's
So I make underground, and I'm soon to blow
Moving tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy
[Biggie - Hypnotize