Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya soldier
Fell to the like folgers
hold the boulder
Fancy paralyzed for an answer

In the hip hop but the rap got cancer
Tumors from the middle of rumors
Generation X be the end of baby
Is the next generation for doom

the soul and you got a got a
Truck fulla fertilizer blowin up the
its terrorism the borderlines hot
Check the passports tap the

Surprise they home
And one of fuckin own
Its dat same ol shit, dat ol game
From that same ol gang up to that same ol

Now I see say you know me
I a metaphor of LSD

I know what yall thinkin about
But if you know like I
You better on your seatbelt
Cause you in for a long

Now I be damn I a man
Figure I never call myself a to get Benjamin
Whats got to do wit what you got
Not a whole lot, no forgot oh shit is hot

Spendin all the for clothes
Wit a foreclosed on the front mud
in dominoes

Now the heads tell how the dead bled and fled
Now they up in the bed
Instead they seize us like
to the mob did a sloppy job in Hempstead

Lord had wanna curse me
New world order got my ass drownin in the
Now what you to the west
funk to the east is phat, ATL be krunk dirty south

Thirty thou crankin
Try to pass the test but to the rest they
Now be indebted, better get over it
Those times and raps aint comin back

No future a pass, I kick ass
Rock the sox off a box
Is it any why the clocks flavor got?
rehearsin a verse my jaw lox

I set the bomb between the R and B
Go against the run up on the train
And so I parallel the of Cobain
As hip hop brain em spill the champagne

Make it plain the sound remains
Come the same no holes closin up the
Dont ask no questions on the simple
Can the magic get Shaq back, Knicks get Van

Bold rap lyrics fuck whatcha
Not no lost and found nouns or ass words
Turnaround funk power moves
I aint never been cuckoo for no coco

LSD, set it free em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 die at 26

Lawyers no loyalties no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking lawyers die
Kissed the and made them all cry

A new rap song and a drive by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the pimp niggas
of the aids got the bitches afraid

The white man got you afraid
Social service got mama afraid
of the fact before a niggas black
Some of you say before you say crack

You got no back is you lack
Just say black and Ill see where ass is at