Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection '95

Yeah i'ma get this one off for eighty-seven
South of chicago, chicago everywhere check it
It's like y'all, get live get down
Common sense is in your
I c'mon y'all, get live get down
Common sense is in town
Verse
I stagger in the possessed by a patter-in
be scatterin
Over the will my vocals be travellin
my abdomen it's slime that's babblin
Grammatics that are
I grab in, verbally badgerin broads
I wish madelline, was back on video lp
Raps I make up like blacks do
I like noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces
If a broad ain't got a mind or job or she useless
Acoustic basslines embrace while I chase mines
They say of the end is near
I wonder can I walk a righteous path a beer
Got more verses than a kramer, go off like a
Skills uglier than craig mack in ear I'm the flavor
My old bird some of my songs sound like noise
Don't watch the bulls as much, got too many white boys
A million black men walkin, one direction
For sure, the of the planets... resurrection
Verse
A prophet, raised among black disciples and lords
Who don't give a about mic cords and nice swords
Get up, together black risk cup
I'm for a change, my man want his change in a cup
Yessir, I'm in the
Bitches put em on the while I'm puttin stickers on they ass
I everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, get smashed
In I m*a*s*h like alan alda
Niggaz nod, they say hey as if I was little
Eighty-seven strip walker the code of the area
By staying, the barrier
Exposed to stimuli, with that I identify
Brothers went my rotate solidify the realness
Skull-caps, murf puffy jacket, lug 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
up in da skin tight
Words of wisdom wail from my
in flight
I light, like ben's kite I've been bright
Get open like on gym
And in fights I send
Don't with skins my friends like
I spend up in dykes
I've indicted as a freak of all trades
I got it
I in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
Come from a tribe of
Hooked on and mums
Had to halt the, malt liquor
Cause off the liquor I fought niggaz
Now my speech and quicker
Cruisin streets with no heat and no sticker
U ak got my back and we don't get no
got my back and we don't get no thicker
Chicago got my back and we now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho
Ain't of no nigga
But it's my to go I gotta go
And I'm with the storm