Luyện nghe bài hát 1-9-9-9

(featuring X & Talib Kweli)

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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[Talib
Yo, just relax, take it slow down
I had this, I had this of mine
Who just, you know, he was movin too fast,
I told him to slow down, he the sun don't chill
I said, I said still, I still, you gotta
appreciate life, sit back, don't let it fly right past you
No matter what go on I'm still gettin
No matter the year, no the place, no matter the time

Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for
These record company I don't like when I see em
My ancestors, when I'm writin I see em, and wit em
Hopin in the land I can walk wit em
on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, wisdom
As legends fall my godmother heaven's call
Preachers' daughters get fucked in the reverand's
MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all go and do that?
Must've thought I was solo, the name ain't the U-Ac
No mo', still
Like in the ghetto wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin in despair, gang signs in the air
I shine in spaces where time is a glare
the mic like a memory
Niggas say I'm wit metaphors but these are similes
Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, track is
Sentences is life, I'm like up in this demonstration
Still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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[Sadat X]*in background sample*
it out, everyday ha yeah
This how we gon' do it for
Common Sense, X puttin something in your ear
Something for you to
For the world, yaknowimsayin, but it ain't free
It's a fee, it out

You squirm wit this coughin, cough
Six days of madness and you throw me off
On this ball of stress that they call the earth
I'ma show y'all in rhyme just how much shit I through
And all the place I went to, always the low
It's like a competition, this here I'm tellin you
Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas is fellin you
courses, slow down you can't learn that quick
'cause I'm the dead eye, wit the red eye, Chi to L-I
I thought knew, every year I grew, I'm still growin
And in a year or two I hope my be showin
A male seed, praise God I name him
I lead people I him to, that's why I chose this
Now is the glass half-full or
Common, why they me?
The of the simply, bore in mic
I always stay on top 'cause I give what they like
I know y'all that why I feel I owe y'all everyday
If hear it a thousand times, it's gon' be the same way
The 'Dat-Father, go farther, why
Now I'm a peaceful man, I don't no stress
You I'm still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Yo yo, some get Rovers, some religion change-over
Angel on my shoulder tellin me remain sober
Token nigga, game's over ain't no payola in
In battles, I'm warring/Warren a G-Child
Searchin for the child in me, style in me
This release is like the piece now in me
They tried to 'sassinate me god, Martin on the bal-cony
I put a hit on em, 'cause I'm the style-Nitty
Catch a flick at the Kitty
Tryin to get a to kick it wit me till the tilt
Told her my like Wilt
wit her for a sec, let her know I had respect
Less than a she was givin me neck, yo I'm still gettin mine...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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