Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Childhood

Yeah,

"Cause when I the for the street"
Who could it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my thoughts were drunken quarts of beers
Was years back, before would explore a career in rap
As a music dude, I mastered Rubik's Cube
Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes to the tube
Was a, long ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
was psychoes, killers
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Turkey
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no front of Ms. Vercey
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge
My was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was clean
I knew, all that I'd had meant something
Learned early, to none little Nas was hunting
Living carefree laughing, got jokes on the
acting like some old folks y'all don't hear me
Yo I'm in my second

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Yo, is 31, living in his moms crib
Ex-convict, was paroled after his long bid
in his hair, still slinging, got a crew
They break his moms furniture, Comicview
Got babies by ladies high smoking L's
In the same spot he since, eighty-five well
his stash slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her
Junior high school dropout, teachers never
They was paid just to up and leave, no one succeeds
So he moves with his peers, blocks, different years
on, different benches like it's musical chairs
All his moved on in life, he's on the corners at night
With dudes it's them he want to be like
It's sad but fun to him right? He never grew up
31 and can't give his youth, he's in his childhood

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Baby girl she's always talking name dropping hanging
Drinking hates her baby daddy, craves shopping
E popping Ecstasy taking, won't her education
Best friend she keeps changing, with limitations
Lusting men, many hotels, Fendi
With nothing in her bank account she do well
Her kid suffers he don't get that he deserve
He the Sun, she the Earth, single mom, even
No job stay working, mad purty
Shorty they her the brain surgeon
Time flying she the same person, never
All her married doing well
She's in the streets yakkety like she was 12
Honey is twenty-seven, fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, she's in her second childhood

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"