Luyện nghe bài hát Whayback

[El Da
I calculate that eighty-five was the
I first grabbed the pen, of the cheers
from rockin shows, no Girbauds that sag
The windbreaker suits and backspins was mad
I stress progress roll joints at my
til the ill wee hours, and I it was the best
I hit mad spots, many crews got
I was gettin props niggaz was dealin on the block
Stayin in crib on the weekends was Marley
was freakin the Mr. Magic was speakin
That's how I got my taste, makin tapes
til the rhyme skill was great and my style escalate
Practice my perfect tactics
Now my dap clap, cause I'm the rap snap fanatic
But now in I got the T-Ray track
And my trunks, my roots are styles from whayback

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[Tame
I flash to fat Kangol hats, with plastic
Back when steppin on in eighty-six got your ass kicked
Bombers and sheepskins, common when I first started rhymin
Still I found time to go
Me and my pals Cazals with no glass
flavored Clarks, Lee Denims off the ass
Back when Mr. Magic had it all the way on
the with BDP, added flavor like a crayon
MC's would represent with the skills
But now in a lot of them can get the dillz
It like a little sumthin missin in the mix
But now I got a deal, so up to me to fix
When niggaz put me up on, with raps to cut on
is BOND, if I hear another wack rap song
I might snap and it's an actual
that I'ma it like that, cause this is strictly bout the whayback

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[El Da
Aww man damn, whayback, was kinda fat
Had the Godfather knot, a Starter hat, things are wack
now, packed up, my and stepped away
I didn't a choice, the culture was slayed
B.D. had died, and things dissapearin
The coast was here and all these wack beats appearin
DJ's were down record store doors
to get the Biz Dance and the Chante
Peace to Four, Rocksteady on the floor
New York and Dynamic plus many more
Remember the time when you didn't a nine
Niggaz just came to hear some, funky ass
But all of over, cause brothers wanna act up
No clubs to go to, they'll pack rap up
That's how the wants it to stop
So peep the verse and showin of Graffiti Rock
So check it, the wanna wreck it
To get what's expected, hip-hop, should be respect
get it back, to get it on track
Artifacts kickin illy on the whayback

One]
Like back when my were only size sixes
I used to take pictures shootin spitballs at
New Jersey Transit just to see a rapper kick it
But now I ain't with it, cause niggaz ain't worth the ticket
Shit man, I jams that were slammin
Gettin me and my man in, was harder than
DJ's would back to back from boom baps
And rappers with real raps, could drop real fat
But now kid, as I recollect, out who caught wreck
respected, just got stuck up in my tape
Real deal hip-hop, Biz used to flip-flop
His fat ass, on do a dance, in busted Reeboks
Niggaz musta forgot, when rhymes was hot
now if you ain't gold, you ain't got no props
But fuck that, I'm above that, I don't that
The Artifacts staff drops about the whayback

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"You to chill.." "Back in back in the days"
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'South Bronx" "Back in in the days"
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that's it is" "Back in back in the days"
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