Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Childhood

Yeah,

"Cause when I the for the street"
Who else it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my thoughts drunken from quarts of beers
Was back, before Nasir would explore a career in rap
As a music dude, I mastered this Cube
Godzilla, Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube
Was a, long time ago, Boy Ice
po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, his chest like a gorilla
was psychoes, killers
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge
My building was 40-16, in the blue, hallways was clean
I knew, all I'd seen had meant something
Learned early, to fear none little Nas was
Living carefree laughing, got on the daily
Y'all acting like some old y'all don't hear me
Yo I'm in my second

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Yo, dude is 31, living in his moms
Ex-convict, was there after his long bid
in his hair, still slinging, got a crew
They break his moms furniture, watching
Got babies by different ladies smoking L's
In the spot he stood since, eighty-five well
When his slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her
Junior high school dropout, teachers never
They was paid just to up and leave, no one succeeds
So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different
Sitting on, different benches like musical chairs
All his peoples moved on in life, on the corners at night
young dudes it's them he want to be like
It's sad but fun to him right? He never grew up
31 and can't give his youth, he's in his second

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Baby girl she's talking name dropping hanging late
Drinking smoking hates her daddy, craves shopping
E popping Ecstasy taking, won't finish her
Best friend she changing, stuck with limitations
Lusting men, hotels, Fendi Chanel
With nothing in her bank account fronting she do
Her kid suffers he don't get that love he
He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, even
No job never stay working, mad
they call her the brain surgeon
Time she the same person, never matures
All her friends married well
She's in the streets yakkety like she was 12
is twenty-seven, argues fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, guess in her second childhood

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"