Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya soldier
Fell to the like folgers
hold the boulder
Fancy dancer paralyzed for an

In the hip hop but the rap got cancer
Tumors poppin from the middle of
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the generation headed for doom

the soul and you got a got a
Truck fulla blowin up the spot
Think its terrorism the hot
Check the passports tap the

they home grown
And one of your own
Its dat same ol shit, dat ol game
From same ol gang up to that same ol thing

Now what I see say you me
I a metaphor of LSD

I dont know what thinkin about
But if you know I know
You strap on your seatbelt
you in for a long ride

Now I be I been a man
I never call myself a nigger to get Benjamin
Whats got to do wit what you got
Not a lot, no forgot oh this shit is hot

all the cheddar for clothes
Wit a sign foreclosed on the mud
Lost in

Now the heads tales how the dead bled and fled
Now they up in the bed
Instead they seize us like
Married to the mob did a sloppy job in

Lord had wanna curse me
New world order got my ass in the water
Now what you to the west
That funk to the east is phat, ATL be dirty south

Thirty thou crankin
Try to pass the test but to the they flunk
Now what be indebted, get over it
Those and raps aint never comin back

No future without a pass, I ass
Rock the sox off a box
Is it any why the clocks flavor got?
Between rehearsin a my jaw lox

I set the between the R and B scene
Go against the run up on the train
And so I the brains of Cobain
As hip hop brain made em spill the

it plain the sound remains insane
Come the same no holes closin up the
Dont ask no questions on the level
Can the magic get back, Knicks get Van exel

rap lyrics fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or ass words
Turnaround power moves ruffs
I aint never been cuckoo for no coco

LSD, set it free em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 die at 26

Lawyers no accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking should die
Kissed the companies and made all cry

A new rap song and a drive by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the pimp niggas
Threat of the aids got the bitches

The white man got you afraid
Social service got your afraid
Scared of the fact before a niggas
of you say nigga before you say crack

You got no back is what you
say black and Ill see where your ass is at