Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe

[Intro - - talking]
Hey, let me something
Just me that flute beat
Yeah, give me one
Uh,

1 - Classified]
All I need's a flute beat and two sheets of loose leaf to me
A two piece on Tuesday and I'm groovy
Never much but papers and a few trees
To get the flowin like the blue sea
Yeah I smoke with groupies, whose breath smelled like blue cheese or sushi
Jeez, give me a few please
I could have these floozies naked like a nude
And I don't need to slip 'em any (shit is too easy)
Huh, I ain't into cougars, Judge
I'm truly unique, too to "Love Lucy"
on the Goonies and Bruce Lee movies
My defense is excellent, no one's to me
I'm callin the shots, QB Doug Flutie
I'm reckless, unruly, respect you newbie
From the East coast, reppin and Newfies
I keep it fresh like the ocean and cool

[Chorus - Ali]
it's just me
I keep, movin this pen it'll set me free
believe, I'm a flow on endlessly, let it be
I feel the love every I breathe, yes indeed

[Break - scratched - w/ ad libs]
"Give it to 'em, you, it's hot"
"Watch ya blow up, block up box"
"Wait-Wait-Wait to hear a track"
"By demand, I'm back"

[Verse 2 -
Uh, now every shirt that's in my got vomit
Chocolate and baby food on it and none of it comes out I wash it
So now you I give a damn what I'm rockin?
I don't wear Cincinnati hat 'cause I watch 'em
You don't need to worry I do, what I think
when your girl gets round like she just bought us drinks
You got your own problems, back to the
There's no touchin me like I ejaculated
Nope, I say "no homo"
I don't to reinsure myself like I crashed up the Volvo
I like pussy, sorry to be blunt but I got to make it clear
When my is in your - ear (ya ear)
I it down like Shawshank
I love writin rhymes but hate when I blanks
I feel like I'm repeatin myself, I'm
And about to go berserk if I don't get this off my shoulders

- scratched samples - w/ ad libs]
"I I ought to tell you, better get warned"
"Th-Th-There's no need for alarmin, 'cause now"
"On the microphone"
"The elements are airborne, I the success"

"Get on 'em"
"And my is bond"
"Th-Th-There's no need for alarmin, right now"
"On the microphone"
"What you need to do is the success"

3 - Brother Ali]
You me, I'm a '70's baby, yet '80's boy
I had no love for the swings or playin with toys
I was on the mic doin my thing, just makin noise
I don't need to read no magazine, I'm straight The Source
You know I had a dream, one day I'd step on
stage and the ladies all scream David Lee Roth
Teenager in the '90's, things are changin all me
You can me if you want but I escaped, you got to find me
Hit the Minneapol', I had my whole city
Soon as they see you advancin, then they all to attack you
Rhymesayers massive, we us a little castle
Eyedea won battle, we should've built him a statue
Every single week we slayed, anywhere we seen a
Even with the DJ, we rapped over every beat they played
Chewin 'em up, spittin 'em out, you never nobody this devout
We just want to spit and shout, literally would kick us out
the spot, two o'clock when they off
We took it to the block, ears throbbin, our throats
Hit the bus stop because we got to flow more
Frozen blocks, swear to God we were so raw, oh Lord

- w/ ad libs]

[Outro - scratched
"Give it to 'em, show you, hot"
"Watch ya up, block up your box"
"Feelin satisfaction, from the reaction"