Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Undrugged Part I Ii

Ridenhour -

and undrugged part i
Its been a time
the rhyme rode
A road
I'm rhymes & givin
A of brotherland
said I wasn't good at it
Cause I'm a addict
No fear you
I had it
If you know
Spose to do
So I know al green
We gotta together
Knock, knock...who's
overhere
Da boom kids
Bang and they here
The livin at home

They understand
But can
can can
If I say it
I'm a sucka it
Don't really
When the fatter

But I don't

& bob an weave
Will deceive a street
And the 40

They em in
You do em in
He em in
You do us in

Smell em knockin
Hear em nat/boom

I'm atcha
and uncut
An
These days they be thinkin I'm
Livin I be it

instead of lickin it
Down domination on the

me what we be
Seekin is self
A of millions
go wit a feelin
Uncle sam be uncle tom
And when it comes to
Uncle tom gotta
Can I get a pop
the muthafukas stop
Sellin nat
That make the hoody
No easy gettin over
For da cracka in the

Yo it's
Number 1 wit a
He pull it I do now
out run it or duck
Or get a new
Up the wall
Wont yall
I mo & I'm gone
An so I yall
tell you so lend me a listen
I'm missin a
If I ain't up an ass kissin
No or movie style
No buckwild
Cause I don't know he drinkin
But he better act
Cause I'm quicker
3 mo to go
I hope he da trigga
If he do dat
The gatt iz his hands

& then he deal wit a man
Punks jump up to get
I'm on the funky
Beat beat
Until it's 6
dirt & the mud
Here we go
enemy if you
Never was a
clever
As I was in endeavor
Never trust a smile or grin
comin outta da womb
To endin up in a
sport
Caught knockin nat

Here go the verse that
brother in charge
So I get bodyguard
can I do
Break a leg on the
the bootleggers
They be the odds
Try to be hard but they my cards
wit chicken
But I'm duckin in the
Been goin since 78
I wanna live I don't be late
I head em at me
Runnin fast &
Aint a bitch & test for the tuff
it
Without a
I cant without it

Live and part ii
Rhymer in a
Say u wanna
40 acres to 40
Plus they
The mule is the one thats
But I to be that jackass
Knockin boom
To the
Out the
I bet against the
I death threats
And the 3 to the
get enough
The raw, the rugged, the
Oh my the jam the the stuff
I got a mind maddes than minolta
in a rock place my corner
And the is
there it is
33 years without a beer or slow gin
get frunk off
Hearin wit biz
Rhymamatician,

Not a cracker or a
But a
Put my down
Step my up
Put up or up
Peace to the what up
to the motherland
Where warmer, transformer
the informer
I hear em talkin
But I'm not
My mellow I go
Way going, going
crack
And the 8
goin, gone, goodbye
To the
I ain't up or drivin
No
I gotta remember in september
Aint nuttin than peace
In & to the gods
Wanna be, be
Starter of mo
we go the front row
As I cut the rhymin
Riddlin still the
ridda dem
Racist
I'm brinin kamikazes
They give us where we live
We own
you think is home
Its to go up in smoke
911 is no
Once again
This enemy states states
Still say chill wait
The right time
Damn the blood
Gettin raid with
But somebodys paid
get it on and a on
But brothers gettin
blunts & 40's is like
Cookies to da
I'm not
I'm the
Last in time
The overtime
Rhymer in a
vs wrong
Good versus
God versus the
Public
Muse sick in mess age