Luyện nghe bài hát No Idea's

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No original, there's nothin' new under the sun
It's never what you do, but how done
What you base happiness around material, women
And large paper that means you inferior, not

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 large paper means you inferior, not major

inside my mind, you'll find
Where bodies are buried, first past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the graveyard
Where weed's responsible for loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll you nauseous
See what I every day I live with this torture

Lightin' up to stay high like 24
Sleep with my, wash with my in the
My tongue is power, it thrills women, demons
Long as I'm breathin' I'm still winnin', I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, summer was real ill
rings, dealers

No half steppin' with flat tops when Rakim
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the buildin'
Ask for mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin' on in every New York
Kids listened, five said it's pork 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, be like colors and gangs

While on my side, brothers'll for different
But it all around, fame and shorties
for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas
Them, treacherous in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin' with tats on back, violent wars
less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, and flags, American style

While in our world, the ghetto stays foul
Watchin' for paint chips, don't want no led in yo'
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the be out
The be like a hundred K
Shinin' since Roxanne Shante' 'Runaway' that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers be Nas
My doesn't exist

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