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
What you your happiness around material, women
And large paper that you inferior, not major

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

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

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

No half steppin' flat tops when Rakim reigned
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 percenters said it's pork and
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time
On a different coast, but we the same sunlight
part of the world, might be like colors and gangs

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

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

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