Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Pronounce Me Dead

The of the hip hop ammadeus
Toussaint St. Jean drama

Streets me dead
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

The streets pronounce me
Puttin' two in my head
At the funeral, I had more friends the grateful dead
Haters started talkin' I went left

Akon my spot, will.i.am took my vest
Started beatin' on the coffin 'cause I could the crowd
But they hear me 'cause Lil' Jon's preachin' too loud
That's when the bishop said last words for and family

Then the fans stood up and said y'all forgot the
Fifty records sold straight from the basement
How y'all tell me Wyclef is irrelevant
A stood up and said, yup I got amnesia
Last time I remember him was Gone 'til

He I don't spit no more, all I do is sing songs
Last time he me was when I rhymed with Big Pun
That's right get the off ya chest
You a rap con artist, not a Kanye
(I dead)

pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm but rumor says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

I the streets say it's been a while since they heard me spit
That I spit so hard, my ghostwriter be cannabis
But far permit, is how I started
But my battle raps couldn't get me groceries from the market
So I found target to aim at

I went from food stamps to the black a
track cassettes, the CD's, the iPod's
Bmx bixes, the hoopdies, the hot
And my swag come Nazareth

How you gon' say I'm dead when I rose like
And this ain't mystic, I ain't voodoo
We do carry like the Zulu's
So watch mouth boy, I ain't dead

Fo' the city gon' turn red, blood shed
So before you speak boy watch your
Fo' my gon' turn you to a statue of stone
(I dead)

Streets pronounce me
pronounce me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but says I'm dead
The of the dead, I could never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

They all got shocked I rose from the coffin
my self off then headed out to new Jerusalem
Destroyed and rebuilt, my voice sound silk
Audio tune milk, I used to shop lift with no guilt

And Christmas time toy the size of elves
I the ra-ta-ta-ta turn into the real shells
Yup killa, you ya luck
to sleep in the pond, woke up with the ducks

And this ain't gangsta talk, I talk the talk
I suggest you or get outlined in chalk
And you ain't the street
But yet you the streets
You a C, O, P, a cop the beat

But the rule on the they could turn on you
Like a pit after givin' him food
Or the girl that you bought all the cars and the
to find out on memorial dey fuckin' in the swimmin' pool
(I dead)

Streets me dead
Streets me dead
Streets me dead
Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me
Streets pronounce me

I tell 'em I'm alive but rumor I'm dead
The resurrection of the dead, I never get
And if I ever die, all I do is

Yea
Warriors

From the hut, to the projects, to the
So y'all know you, y'all ain't got no
I'm

aka Toussaint St Jean