Luyện nghe bài hát Stillmatic (The Intro)

Uh, you know I still run with that, that of a slave
in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Turn my up

Ayo, the is "stillmatic"
I crawled up out of that grave, wiping the dirt, cleaning my
They thought make another "illmatic"
But it's always I'm moving

Never backwards stupid here's classic
See-notes is from the sky
By now the credits roll nas executive poet, produced, directed by
The kid slash

Narration the lives and laws tribes in the ghetto trying to survive
The feature opens with this young child
Finger scratch, cigarette on the sofa, turning the tv down
jane girls, 45's playing, soft in the background

Food from see-town's mornings was browns
Stepped over dope fiends, out the door, all of us paw
I the difference between the snitches, the real ones, and who's soft
And the murderous, hungriest

People jumping from roofs, pumping made it through my youth
Walking very thin lines, seven and nine
That's the age I was on my album cover, this is the
I know the streets thirst water like

through the hot desert searching to be free
This is my end and my new beginning
Out for the in a places, it's like a glitch in the matrix
I seen it at all, did it all, most of why'all pop for a minute

Spitters, sinners and the get rid of y'all
Y'all got there but y'all get it all, I want my style back
Hate to cease y'all plan it's the rap man
To them double up hustlers, bidders, who real

Professionals, stick up childs dreaming for
Let my guide you, get inside you
From crypts to pirals is survival

Blood of a slave, of a king
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, uh blood of a slave, heart of a
Uh, yea
Huh,