Luyện nghe bài hát Pharcyde

None of true, we do it not you
That' why I got you on to my style like glue
The definitely is back again
But I'm back to win so just tell a

That I'm still twisting and
Minds and until the very end
With the and the loops
Stomping out wack troops in my big black

Collecting respect and the
From the way I grab the and execute
[Incomprehensible] think I'm
Say

Yo man, I pay them no
I stay deep the cut
'Cause I leave the tricks
'Cause my is not David Copper-Filled

Pockets, never net a man, who don't it
So let it be
Niggas couldn't fade it with an
And Xerox M.C.'s are

They to duplicate
But their out synthetic
The is Bootie Brown
And phony M.C.'s it

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We do it this way, we do it way

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I step toward the mic
The lyrical imperial winnin'
Rhymes like a that got a pin in it
Because my be poppin' like gin and juice

I seduce these iahps to get when I'm droppin'
These rhymes on drums my nigga Def Jef
My style is more than what happens after death
I come fresh your breath after your brush
Wack MC's like that orange soda got

Well, it's apparent that are so transparent
You can't believe ya eyes when ya
It's ghostly and mostly the
Yeah, they just run games before ya eyes to tell you

Lies framed in glitter
For many I've been a go getter
Took of manure from the purest bullshitters
Now them mutha ain't with us to get us
shake the cut through their neutro-transmitter

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You must me
'Cause I come directly from my
While my infernos steadily towering
And over-powering all sour
Wishin' competition

Definitely wack and and stable ammunition
ya mission men and listen
My way your get no validations
Just rejections and outta my Hitachi

on and taste the real
Step on and confide in the feel I reside
By still just a gear on the wheel
No fear on the steel just a son of
Who leave my field

We do it way, we do it this way
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We do it way, we do it this way

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We do it this way, we do it way