Luyện nghe bài hát Phobia

Talking: The of being 12 years old and waking up in the middle
of the and somebody in yo room.
Yo starts beating so fast
you can it pumping.
The in yo temple pulsate as you stare at the intruder.
after a few minutes you realize he ain't moving.
So you let 'em hang and
on the light and
the killer into
yo throwed over the chair.

The feeling of sitting at the red early in the morning and two or
three motherfuckers the street.
Yo heighten, reflexes
sharpen vision's enhanced adrenaline as they rush across the
you leave the print from the heater grip in yo palm then yo heart
rate and drag back to normal as you realize these niggas just
to the store.

Many of us mistake Phobia for true fear. Whereas is a gift from
God to be used for self-preservation. are obstacles strategically
placed in society by opposers of positive existence.
stereotyping, innuendo, documentation, and glorification they'll
turn your fear to a permanent on. We can change this by changing
the truth within' the lie. Death is a small price to pay for
respect. is a small price to pay for respect. You know who it is.
You what it is. Peace out.

1: Andre

In these troublin'
a nigga me be thinkin' of rhymes
makes my quarters nickels
plus my and my dimes stack
be lookin' for trouble it be finding me
Try turning the cheek
I understand but mind that
Yes Sir guess the is getting dim
at the end of the tunnel tried to hit me for my
I never thought spokes
could too much attention
I protect my own therefore
I'm just like a kitchen
full of pots and pan Glocks in
Shots out like ringin' the bells
and then that nigga ran
Damn, I thought that it
would come to this
the folks that us
on them should be the one's I'm losin'
but naw we don't see it way
in '94 this is the real no for play play
betta believe the on the loot
need to get they head screwed on
when it really get down to the grit
who fight pipe down
ain't no better time
to crank it up than now
we gots to see rump crum down
and I don't nobody disagreein'
Orga-no-i-z-e-Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi

So don't spend yo life
livin' it for the
You got a 9 to 5 and now
you to live it right
You yo ass to the Army
'cause you scared of
I'm writing everyday to stop that brain
I got a baby on the way that stress is in my
I'm 18 years of age and so I can picture less
I'm smokin' and e'ryday
So your fuckin' job
educated and black I resort to rob

2: Big Boi

See why in the
do niggas be up
Do they want me to my shit
and lettin' that pistol go
See I be gettin' and stuff
havin' to knock a nigga out about my
That's not it's about
see yes indeed I got that
like Daddy Q be havin' them
That nigga the B-I-G be 'em out
and then I
I got lyrical flow to make
a hoe up her skirt
I drunk that herk & boi
of future things to work on
I got my on and
I took my clothes off
Washed my up in the sink
and then I got nuts off
Cough time to be out
see a pimp is bein' a pimp
I'm than the shit
on the back of a
Now ain't foul
the way a nigga can spit style
My nigga I it I did it
Now need to quit it
'Cause real

3: Big Boi

Well it's nigga that be
wearing Nautica
and Polo
I got some up in yo thoughts
and that cess off in yo
See up in the dungeon
we stayed in '93
see that nigga the B-O-I
be me
and we rock it
Niggas be jocking like ?
you snitch I fucked yo
See and my G'd that hoe
on the side of Camelton Road
No slippin' in pimpin'
she was just a toad
See I'm a like the
killing of Jordan's father
Was steadily packin' the
I worked at Foot Locker
I'm gettin' higher learning
smokin' 'em up and burning
East is on the map
and now my is hurtin'

Now shit got boring ass
molin' when excess down
but kept sewin' shearin'
stirrin' bein' the pharm assistant missed
of the folks but people
to joke about this
but it's dead spirits
You can bet my
now ya why that we
done stopped and got
Wantin' to know where I'm
and I need to be
Now I know comfortable
living give me
Can I get back ya why we split back
lure us into black dark
but I sit back and
another one to leave ya
in that dust livin' in a
where in do you trust
hush never became a major trade
but us in major
'cause we made a too mistakes
off in the
Thinkin' you make it this world
and now we laugh 'cause it's all (Chorus starts here)
either way ya go ya pay the cost of the mic wind

repeat (last line is changed to:
I'm hangin' with the G-O-O-D-I-E Mob Nigga

Takin' you a higher knowwhatI'msayin' when you learnin' when you
up that smoke so you can choke on my quotes
and get my * down yo throat you just don't
youknowwhatI'msayin' Organized for '95 Bitch!