Luyện nghe bài hát 1-9-9-9

(featuring Sadat X & Kweli)

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Kweli]
Yo, relax, take it easy slow down
I had this, I had this of mine
Who just, you know, he was too fast, yaknawimsayin?
I him to slow down, he said the sun don't chill
I said, I said still, I still, you gotta
Just appreciate life, sit back, let it fly right past you
No what go on I'm still gettin mine
No matter the year, no the place, no matter the time

Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for
These record company niggas I don't when I see em
My ancestors, when I'm I see em, and talk wit em
Hopin in the promise I can walk wit em
Shitted on, so many it's like I'm in the stall wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought
As legends my godmother answer heaven's call
Preachers' daughters get fucked in the reverand's
MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all wanna go and do
thought I was solo, the name just ain't the U-Ac
No mo', still
in the ghetto photo wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin liquor in despair, gang in the air
I in spaces where time is just a glare
Hold the mic like a
Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but these are
Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, is visitation
Sentences is life, I'm like chief up in this
Still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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[Sadat X]*in during sample*
Check it out, everyday ha
This how we do it for y'all
Common Sense, Sadat X something in your ear
for you to grab
For the whole world, yaknowimsayin, but it free
a fee, check it out

You squirm wit this coughin, whippin
Six days of and you might throw me off
On this ball of stress that they call the earth
I'ma show y'all in rhyme just how much I been through
And all the place I went to, played the low
like a competition, this mission here I'm tellin you
Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas here is you
Crash courses, slow down you can't that quick
'cause I'm the eye, wit the red eye, from Chi to L-I
I y'all knew, every year I grew, I'm still growin
And in a year or two I hope my be showin
A male seed, praise God I name him
I lead people I him to, that's why I chose this
Now is the glass half-full or
Common, why tempt me?
The king of the simply, in mic
I always stay on top 'cause I give what they like
I y'all hate that why I feel I owe y'all everyday
If hear it a thousand times, it's gon' be the same way
The 'Dat-Father, go farther, why
Now I'm a peaceful man, I don't want no
You I'm still...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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Yo yo, get Range Rovers, some religion change-over
Angel on my main shoulder me remain sober
Token nigga, game's over no payola in freestyle
In battles, I'm warring/Warren like a
Searchin for the child in me, style in me
This is like the piece that's now in me
They tried to 'sassinate me god, like on the bal-cony
I put a hit on em, 'cause I'm the style-Nitty
Catch a flick at the Kitty
to get a chick to kick it wit me till the tilt
Told her my like Wilt
Built wit her for a sec, let her know I had
than a hour she was givin me neck, yo I'm still gettin mine...

"Still mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
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