Luyện nghe bài hát BLACK EFFECT

Can you us about love?
Hmm, well there's love of
Love of
of God
Love of a
All of them a different shape
But all of them is the in the end
It's about sensitivity, about passion
It's about giving of self to another person
And there's love of
That's the that is right now needed most
Love of
But in everything, in all of that love, is a soul
It's like when you take some eggs and break
And you the shells and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that
And you the perfect match
When you find the perfect
compatibility results in passion
Results in unconditional of self

JAY-Z]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK
See my with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX
Get hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, is not a test
Now hands where I can see them, a false arrest

1: JAY-Z]
This all white fit that I shit permanent
The fro that I got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga but he best dressed
Got slowed down by the weight of my
Parked the Lexus in the projects, I'm reckless
Extra hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
than the Essence fest
The behind the back pass is so
LeBron to you Omaroses
Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the
I my own waves so now they're anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no life despite you
Since the Khalif died, they've been at my
Y'all can tell 'em is comin' next
The FCC, the FBI or the IRS
I pass the alphabet, boys, like an eye

JAY-Z and Beyonce]
I'm good on any MLK (I'm good)
I'm good on any MLK (He good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a
Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a arrest

[Post-Chorus:
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,
Higher,

[Verse 2: JAY-Z, Beyonce and
I'm any way I go, any way I go (go)
I pull up like the Riders, hop out on rodeo
Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman
Gotta hop into my jeans, like I hop into my
in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out that pretty like Hello, Hello
I will never let you shoot the off my Pharaoh
I like and purple rain
Tryna put red and blue together, bitch, that's all
These people get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than aunt
Man, we started with a mustard
Now we in the gray 911 with the seats
Sheesh! black puma jet
Shining my light on the world just UMI Says
Got the Milie all colors
Might hit you with the Gold all summer
For the
They biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I come from the finest
em the god's on row, watch them line the block
The circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty a wop, Watch

Jay-Z and Beyonce]
I'm on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
I'm good on any MLK (We good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get hands up high like a false arrest
(Get your hands up high a false arrest)
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a
(Let me see 'em up high, is not a test)
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a
(Yes, put em up, is not a test)
Now hands where I can see them, a false arrest

I know, I got one [?]
But look in the mirror, I see him me
Not realizing all that you're [?] could
But I know, I got one [?]