Luyện nghe bài hát The Joy

Add a little sugar, honey suckle
Great expression of
Boy, you could not miss a dozen roses
Such astound you
The joy of children around you
are the makings of you

I do it for the and the street authors
That are not A&R's in the cheap
that never got signed but they keep offers
Girls that's way too fine for us to off us
her a handshake only for my man's sake
She in her birthday suit of the damn cake
Now there's crumbs all the damn place
And she want me to cum all her damn face
I understood planned parenthood
Cause I never met nobody to be a parent in the hood
Taking refills of that B pill
Another that won't make it to the family will
If I don't make it, can't it, hope the family will
They ain't they don't know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so not that bad
But I still the ghosts of the kids I never had

Add a little sugar, suckle lamb
Great of happiness
Boy, you could not miss a dozen roses
Such astound you
The joy of children around you
These are the of you

No Electro, no metro, a retro, I perfecto
You the demo, ya boy act wild
You ain't get the memo, Yeezy's back in
Now when Rome go Gidget the got Bridget
What's tripped out though is they sisters
Nah, you ain't listen, they black, they
They momma, named them after white
No time you see me on your fallopian
Though the Egyptian, know the hunger's Ethiopian
questions like "Is he gon' be dope again?"
Have you him? Has anybody spoke to him?
This deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed, the Holy Trinity
In the mirror I see my only enemy
life's cursed, well mine's an obscenity

Add a sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great of happiness
Boy, you could not miss with a roses
Such would you
The joy of children laughing you
are the makings of you

This is my momma
I used to hear this through the walls in the
I was back in my pajama shit
Afro's and sticks, seeds and the ganja hat
be popping like the sample that I'm rhyming with
Pete Rock, let the drop
I seen so as a kid they surprised I don't needle pop
Taking of pop, six packs of millanips
champel, Valentine L
Bally's on my feet me balance out well
That and the shit I used to balance on the
I got it from the parties from my momma's
Mary's try to judge her, I'm like "where the Madonna's now?"
Give all glory to Gloria, they said "you raised boy too fast,
But you was a warrior"
We victorious, never take the joy from us

you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them your fire
you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your
you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your
Keep you up, get mine up

Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two,
Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two,