Luyện nghe bài hát Good Music

Peace to all the hip cats, all the Sweets
This is the Question, broadcasting live
Via from the Never Never Tunnels
Now dig the rituals for today, is music
So sit back, relax and dig the

Yo bust it, I hip-hop, and rocks for hip-hop
Not R&B because to me that's not my and
The ain't for radio, but major soul
The ones that's hip change the dial and

I one morning at the Soul Shack, coolin'
In the outback, on the songwritin'
Blizz a five, off a Bob spliff
On the cloud I be relaxin' from last and shit

In studio today but hey Brother
Was on the Westside asleep without a when
I hollered to Crumbs to pick up the phone and tell him to get ready
Question, what ya doin'? Ain't

Yeah, chicken wings, so I met him in the West
Where we had to and wait for Rubber Band and Bes'
broke down on the other side of town
Yo you know what it's about, The Roots is out to the

Does like real music?
Sweet music, music?
You know The is a group that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you move it,

Does anybody like music?
Sweet music, soul
You know The is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

From the subway to the
to break fast if we wanna get to the bus
Runnin' like a Mex for the
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a bunch of
Nah, the four of us

Nuff nappy on the transit, two fine
Three fo' five mo' fine, uhh!
A girl says, "Hey ain't y'all The Roots?"
And I'm like, "Heh, worrrd", and then the passed the sign

Now we got to make out

To the
To
trail mix
Oh word man, yo out
Say
out!
Question a whole bag of drumsticks
nothing

But a wing, so
He bends down to pick up the and his pants fall down
(Dang!)
In my face, didn't frown, turned around
And he felt a draft, so I laughed

Does anybody like real
Sweet music, music?
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you it, yeah

anybody like real music?
Sweet music, music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

Here the Crumbs, from the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The Roots and I was added to the
Now I'm cahoots and got a for my ego
In the of, Los Lobos, ad-ios, a-migo

At the Rat Cave, mic I'm hand, I'm
Tellin' to keep it, goin'
I'm doin', I'm not really knowin'
But umm, to me see it oh-and-kay'n
(It okay)

Layin', to the sounds
Umm, hi to hoe and, yeah, hey to
Trippin', I'm tryin', not to laugh, it
the last paragraph, and I'm done half

But Question's jokin', and I'm like
That nobody comes in and opens, the
Ah man, what is up you man?
I'm leavin', Why you scratchin'?
face like that man?
Look ugly, self-righteous,

anybody like real music?
Sweet music, music?
You know The Roots is a that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you it

Does anybody like music?
Sweet music, soul
You know The is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it