Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me this my brother, can you it?
Your style to my style, you hold a candle to it
Equinox symmetry and the is right
and drinkin' on a Tuesday night

It's not how you the game, it's how you win it
I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a
For those about to rock we you
The dirty for dirty minds we contribute to

I once was lost but now I'm
The music washes over and you're one with the
Well, who shall inherit the The meek shall
And yo, I think I'm starting to now, Al

And then the man upstairs, well I hope that he
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a
We're just MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty hours in a day
Only twelve notes a man can play
for all, and not just one people
And now we're bust with the Putney Swope sequel

More Adidas that a plumber's got pliers
Got more suitst than and Meyers
If not for my vices and my bugged out
My year would be good just like tires

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the antic
And nobody to hear you 'cause your rhymes are damn frantic
I mix with pleasure way too much
You know wine, and women, and song, and

I don't get blue, I gotta mean red
You pay the band, your friends, yo that's weak
Get even like Steven like pulling a
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal from the and I'm out robbing banks
Giving to the poor and I always thanks
I got more stories that JD's got Salinger
I the title and you are the challenger

I've got money like Charles
got the girlies in the coup like the Colonel's got the chickens
And I always go out dapper like the Harry S.
I'm madder than Alfred E. Neuman

{I'm never let them say that I don't love you}

Well, my noggin is all kinds of thoughts
And yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of course
Smoke the chalice, got my own religion
Rally round the stage and the funky dope musicians

Like Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee
You Mario Andretti 'cause he always drives his car well
Vicious circle of reality since the day you were
And we love the hot butter, on The popcorn

Sippin on and mackin'
Rockin on the stage with all the clappin'
the wave of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being very proud of MCs}

And the man upstairs I hope that he
If I had a penny for my I'd be a millionaire
Amps and crossovers, my rear hood
Becuase the is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood

They us what to do? Hell no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,