Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy Me

Live from
The one representin' BK to the fullest
duckin' when Hov be buckin'
Chicken-heads be

Back when was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen
And Jam Master Jay was alive I was
Cookin' in the kitchen
Back Rodman was a Piston
Mike was to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one
birth to my verbal imagination
Assume a if you have not
Or better yet here's a verse from
"Lord, we who we are
Yet we not what we may be"
So I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy
I'm from Houses, where the boys die by the thousand
when Pam was on Martin
Yeah, that's it all started
When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll a... nine millimeter
Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa"
When Lisa was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y'all
Think I just popped up in this like a fetus? Nah
Pregnant pause, give you second thoughts
There's room on the bandwagon, don't
me

me
Streets is my artery, the of my existence
I'm the City heartbeat
I started in lobbies, now parley with
I'm a Sufi to goofies, I could speak Farsi
That's poetry, of coca leaf in my past
Came the bushes smellin' like roses
I a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn, not this new shit, feel like a spoof
Fat in your shoe, I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof
a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke
Y'all flirtin' with death, I be through the scope
Shout out to all the murderers turned
Plural, fuck the Bureau
out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle
All the of Kings, may your ground stay fertile
Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane,
Thus my concerto
me

be in the air
Oh, can't away, I know, I know
the way I'm raised
I know, I know, I
Oh Marcy, me
the way I am always gonna be
I ain't change, no
Marcy, me, just the way I am
I ain't change, no
I gonna change, no
Couldn't me if I wanted to
You couldn't change me if you to
I'ma take this me to the Moon
(Como hás nome,
Eu hei nome o Mundo
E meu tempo...)