Luyện nghe bài hát Thunder Lightning

"not it"
"my my thunder"
It not end
"not havin it" "my my thunder"
"not hav--"

(lightning) defari (come on) "not havin it"
"my lightning my thunder" "not it" "my lightning my thunder"

Look the wind blew in, a wild west storm
In the form of thunder and
Xzibit be the thunder, defari be the
Crack a shark's teeth when he be
These fakers can't stand it to sell bandit
Wit silver-tipped lyrics I across the holy planet
Your favorite's janet, I'm bangin that's hard like granite
these critics 'cause that's the way I planned it
Your I scanned it, and analyzed your weakness
not creative, niggas like you we call leeches (say what)
(that brother teaches, yep) don't make no big of it
I knows I don't half-step
The after noon moonshine saloon
That's where you find a table reserved for x and
alaska to the mellanys
Don't give a fuck where you look, feelin likwit emcees

Chorus
"not it"
Xzibit's da thunder, defari's da (4x)

Y'all speakin out of anger and ignorance
But got the diligence
Defari sparkin in the ligiments
Kill-afornia b-boys who and destroy missions
Bring the heat to raise the temperature in hell's
get too relaxed and find yourself missin, listen
Shot caller from a whole new position, the tension
bread wit my brothers
All the bitches we fuck be out wit one another
And associate my good wit hennesy straight
Can you relate, or is your heart filled wit
We history, get your cameras and roll the tape
Document the y'all niggas refuse to make
How many fools do it for me to shut down
To realize likwit ain't fuckin around
the shakin underground sound will never provoke
We swing hard and aim for the throat, mothafuckers

4x

The ice age stop me from writin a page
Of lyrical rage to be out on stage
Then my frustrations slice emcess wit blades
No dough, no show, no gots to get paid
You to the horses *horse sounds*
It make these wack emcees wanna quit and go college courses
And get a sense of learning
Clappin off ? , bust his spine and be the iodine that's burnin

Put your gun down boy, you get beat like father did
Debo style, snap your limbs a crocodile
Nasty, wicked, and and ready for the confrontation
You tryin to deliver but runnin complications
Of course, the work horse, the main
Either in quietly or be taken by force
40 & 40 nightz brought the thunder & lightning
Let's both burn and have a clash of the titans

4x