Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

Uhh, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh

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

No idea's original, there's nothin' new the sun
It's what you do, but how it's done
What you base happiness around material, women
And paper that means you inferior, not major

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

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

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

While on my side, brothers'll for things
But it all revolve around, fame and
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same
From, to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the mafias
Be scrappin' with tats on they back, wars
Nothin' less than a lethal injection if caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American

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 be like a hundred K
Shinin' since Roxanne made 'Runaway' that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my are that of a God
not a facade it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus exist

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