Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

Damn back again up on again
'round the bend
Some of y'all black again, it got
On your mark get set, out of sight out of

Hypocrites forget marionettes, strings in the back like nets
The chosen one who laugh themselves to death
Lack of rhymes, meaningless punch
Battle for your mind like Israel and

Good in some fuckin' hard ass times
No more disses, hook lines and chorus'
full of doris' got issues and wishes
Got the jam but gettin' paid up off the

Ain't wrong but wait, fuck another love song
It's the R&B strangler bringing noise in the
Rock all the heads big and Alzheimer's
Shot the pill while I drop up in Brazil

Now the pitch, for a label switch
They psych it, I put the roof up on top of this
what like Tony [Incomprehensible]
They forgot, I used to [Incomprehensible] around that

save us from that sword of Davis that kidnap
Hip hop tracks and the beats in the of rap
Put my soul in it, careless about the in it
Boom the shotty, got 'em running the Paparazzi

Lodi dodi, when the come and doom your party
Cracker in the back, you know it's Illuminati
Ain't nothing changed, PE we be the crew
Resurrection in the game here to you

Yo, it's going down baby, going down family
That's my word, we gettin' ready to turn shit
To the two and three zeros, you what I'm sayin'
Have all the goin' backwards

Have goin' haywire
You laughed let's see you laugh now, blue cow
Hell now, black cow, word to
Word to bird, word to nigga

One on one, hard like cards
Behold the one man man march
a nation, 400 year violation
Apocalyptic no power in happy hour

Hazardous, no you don't like
Just black baby, my soul be at
spelled backwards is rats, let bra man rap
I'm in the back with these industry cats

One forward two steps back
Making habits claiming habitats, tat tat
Wish you could turn back the hands of
And get mental, pop the tape eight track Continental

I'm the mouth that roared, to the Lord
The eye of hawk live and die by the sword
The forbidden, the six man be sinnin' from the
You know the hand be hidden

Intense, knocking your block with some
PE got more jewels dead presidents
The try to get me cross like a crucifix
But I'm on the vultures like a local locust

New world order is down, gettin' 'round
I'm as spooked as by the sound
Fuck it with I'll bring a new Saigon
nothing changed PE we be the same crew boy

Yeah, that's right, nine eight no
We coming out
And for all y'all been sleeping on us
You're lacking, you're
Ayyo, check 1-2, got my man
That's about to sneak up on you and crew

Ya know what I'm saying, check 1-2
Ayyo, Masta Killa I you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you done son
Ball 'em with the of the gun son, make 'em run son

Sliding down broadway beneath the J
Slumped in the incline mind travels
Beyond the shell which the soul
Controlled by the Allah, be the most humble

But punishable
For those who are to righteousness
I to stay alive and live this
Many fell to the wisdom

I mastered sex, the track
The mic like gland impregnates
the paper the pain pours
Or the love of my that hurts just the same

Fuck fame, my gun I to maintain
Moods are insidious baffles and
Those who the God as anti-social
Chose not to apply their eye
I travel at the of thought rate, it's fatal
What will a man to levitate

And you can that and put that
On the of your brain son
straight to you from Masta Killa
Ain't nottin'

I told you PE is still in full
Beyond the year
We ain't taking no and y'all need to know that
To your head fat boy

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