Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me my brother, can you handle it?
Your style to my style, you can't hold a to it
symmetry and the balance is right
Smokin' and on a Tuesday night

not how you play the game, it's how you win it
I and steal and sin and I'm a cynic
For about to rock we salute you
The dirty thoughts for dirty we contribute to

I once was lost but now I'm
The washes over and you're one with the sound
Well, who shall inherit the The meek shall
And yo, I think I'm to peak now, Al

And then the man upstairs, well I that he cares
If I had a for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
We're just MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty four in a day
twelve notes well a man can play
Music for all, and not one people
And now we're gonna bust with the Putney sequel

More sneakers that a plumber's got pliers
Got more suitst than Jacoby and
If not for my vices and my out desires
My year would be good just like Goodyear's

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the atlantic
And nobody wants to hear you 'cause rhymes are damn frantic
I mix business with way too much
You know wine, and women, and song, and

I get blue, I gotta mean red streak
You don't pay the band, your friends, yo that's
Get even Steven like pulling a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

from the rich and I'm out robbing banks
Giving to the and I always give thanks
Becuase I got more that JD's got Salinger
I hold the and you are the challenger

I've got money Charles Dickens
I've got the girlies in the like the Colonel's got the chickens
And I go out dapper like the Harry S. Truman
I'm madder than Mad's Alfred E.

{I'm never gonna let say that I don't love you}

Well, my noggin is hoggin' all kinds of
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and rockin of course
Smoke the chalice, got my own religion
Rally round the stage and check the funky dope

Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell
You like Mario Andretti he always drives his car well
circle of reality since the day you were born
And we love the hot butter, on The popcorn

Sippin on and mackin'
Rockin on the stage all the hands clappin'
the wave of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being very proud of being

And the man upstairs I that he cares
If I had a for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
Amps and crossovers, under my rear
Becuase the bass is bumpin from the back of my

tell us what to do? Hell no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,