Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic

Uh, you know I run with that, that blood of a slave
in my veins
It's just hot until a can't take it no more
Blood of a slave, of a king
Turn my up

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, wiping the dirt, cleaning my
They thought I'll make "illmatic"
But it's always I'm moving

Never stupid here's another classic
is falling from the sky
By now the credits roll starring nas executive poet, produced, by
The kid escobar

Narration describes the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto to survive
The opens with this young black child
Finger scratch, burns on the sofa, turning the tv down
Mary jane girls, playing, soft in the background

Food from see-town's mornings was hash
over dope fiends, walking out the door, all of us paw
I learned the difference between the snitches, the real ones, and soft
And the murderous, hungriest

People jumping from roofs, shotguns pumping it through my youth
Walking thin lines, ages seven and nine
the age I was on my album cover, this is the rebirth
I know the thirst water like Moses

through the hot desert searching to be free
This is my end and my new beginning
Out for the in a mega places, it's a glitch in the matrix
I seen it at all, did it all, most of been pop for a minute

Spitters, sinners and the game get rid of
got there but y'all didn't get it all, I want my style back
Hate to y'all plan it's the rap reaper man
To double up hustlers, bidders, niggaz who real

Professionals, stick up childs dreaming for
Let my guide you, get inside you
From to pirals this is survival

Blood of a slave, of a king
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, uh blood of a slave, of a king
Uh, yea
Huh,