Luyện nghe bài hát Exodus (outro)

In you dont know the call me Loc, short for L O K I
Im speck for rule saying his last
This is Exodus, been a hell of a ride
From Venni Vicci to Blood In His Eye

In the next plan in time I've seen the split
In the ride its as rough as the gets
And you know that they all want to The Inc
But they cant kill us and now we got to finish niggaz

And if finish it murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
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So be it

Last that I recall, they tried to the God mimic my style
Then them in memory of
But smile, memories lost, the new identity was born
And no, this a movie, dog
is murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you a second for me

Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you give me the nod
But the air play the gun, from New York to L.A.
The S.K's will make these niggaz spin like
We had some good years but Im tired and ya niggaz

And trying to put the dalce to the fire, its like an episode of the
The only difference is the is taking us in real life
Now, everybody wanna look at us and think
And point there fucking fingers like damn the bad

Yall niggas know, we them niggaz, man
INC we done bin through it all done n seen it all
There nothin' you can tell me, nigga
I just wanna let know man I've been through so many things

N if it for the way I live life
Would a nigga pray every to Christ?
I'm just asking
'Coz my prayers never seem to get

Ma mama raise no bastard
I was born the talent you cant touch
I call magic, you call it music once it get
I got with started makin' classics

Its murder, its the courses of
was my only niggaz force of habit
At the in the game everything was average
Pac die, big catches die
And my nigga had a plan to Def Jam alive

First he sign D then he me
Then he Jay and the rest is history
for the memories, thanks for the misery
Reminiscin' the Spike Lee them was the school
We graduated A's

But these niggaz make you wanna out the AR's and AK's
And till back up 'coz that what they gave us
they read the vendikas and various papers
But no heart, no foul y'all, niggaz is style anyway
Now, we go hard shit the edge

Thats a question though, see I don't understand
Why would think what they thinking about
It's just not the case though I love my niggaz that's all I'm of
And that all that I ever was guilty of is the love for my

It's all though I ain't stressing that shit man
Sometimes God has to put you through
That bring out the best, in who you are nigga

Sam it to me, he said, "Sometimes greatness
Is not you accomplish, it's what you overcome"
Still breathin', me?