Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

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Uhh, uhh, uhh

No idea's original, there's new under the sun
It's never you do, but how it's done
What you your happiness around material, women
And large paper means you inferior, not major

No idea's original, there's nothin' new the sun
It's what you do, but how it's done
What you base your around material, women
And paper that means you inferior, not major

Look my mind, you'll find
Where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who
Go to the center, enter with caution, the braincell graveyard
Where weed's responsible for memory
Let's witness, the horrific, the make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this

Lightin' up to stay high 24 hours
with my, wash with my in the shower
My tongue is power, it women, kills demons
Long as I'm still breathin' I'm winnin', I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was ill
Four-finger rings,

No half with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's
And this was goin' on in New York ghetto
listened, five percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the life, maybe a time difference
On a coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, be like colors and gangs

While on my side, brothers'll for different
But it all around, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same
From, Czechoslovakia to metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the mafias
Be scrappin' with tats on back, violent wars
less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, style

in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin' for chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a K
Shinin' since Shante' made 'Runaway' that's been a minute
is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My doesn't exist

I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my
Even with I'm duckin' in my dreams
Sirens, wide awake, I think it would change
Can't hide when you famous or try to do the same things like
Somebody's watchin', my life
Before I, out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, a hard one
I mean wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
readin' 'Rapper Slain From a Man'