Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

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Uhh, uhh, uhh

No idea's original, there's nothin' new the sun
It's never what you do, but how done
What you base happiness around material, women
And large paper that means you inferior, not

No idea's original, there's nothin' new the sun
It's never you do, but how it's done
What you base your happiness material, women
And large paper that means you inferior, not

Look my mind, you'll find
bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell
Where responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you
See what I seen every day I live this torture

Lightin' up to high like 24 hours
Sleep with my, wash my in the shower
My tongue is power, it women, kills demons
as I'm still breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
The hood converted trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, summer was real ill
rings, dealers

No half with flat tops when Rakim reigned
on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin'
Ask for today's mathematics, we children
And this was goin' on in every New ghetto
Kids listened, five said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, a time difference
On a different coast, but we share the same
Your part of the world, be like colors and gangs

While on my side, for different things
But it all around, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas
Them, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican
Be scrappin' with tats on they back, violent
Nothin' than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, style

While in our world, the ghetto stays foul
Watchin' for chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a K
since Roxanne Shante' made 'Runaway' that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers be Nas
My doesn't exist

I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my
with sleep I'm duckin' in my dreams
Sirens, wide awake, why'd I it would change
Can't when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's watchin', my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every
Eyes cut direction, it's like God or guns
is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains
Headline readin' Slain From a Man'