Luyện nghe bài hát Lsd

Told ya buffalo
Fell to the ground like
Couldnt hold the
Fancy dancer for an answer

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

Control the and you got a got a
fulla fertilizer blowin up the spot
Think its terrorism the hot
Check the passports tap the

Surprise home grown
And one of your own
Its dat same ol shit, dat same ol
From that same ol gang up to that ol thing

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

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

Now I be I been 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

all the cheddar for clothes
Wit a sign on the front mud
Lost in

Now the tell tales how the dead bled and fled
Now livin up in the bed
Instead they seize us Jesus
Married to the mob did a sloppy job in

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

Thirty thou trunks
Try to pass the but to the rest they flunk
Now what be indebted, better get it
Those times and raps aint never back

No future without a pass, I ass
the sox off a Pandoras box
Is it any why the clocks flavor got?
Between rehearsin a my jaw lox

I set the bomb between the R and B
Go the grain run up on the train
And so I the brains of Cobain
As hip hop brain made em the champagne

it plain the sound remains insane
Come the same no holes up the lane
Dont ask no on the simple level
Can the magic get Shaq back, Knicks get Van

rap lyrics fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found nouns or ass words
funk power moves ruffs
I aint never cuckoo for no coco puffs

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

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

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

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

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