Luyện nghe bài hát Phobia

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

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

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

1: Andre

In these troublin'
a nigga like me be thinkin' of
that makes my quarters
plus my and my dimes stack
Don't be lookin' for it be finding me
Try turning the cheek
I but never mind that
Yes Sir guess the is getting dim
at the end of the tunnel tried to hit me for my
I never thought thirty
could attract too attention
I gotta protect my own
I'm just like a kitchen
full of and pan Glocks in hand
Shots rung out like the bells
and then that nigga ran
Damn, I never that it
come to this conclusion
the that throwed us
on them boats should be the I'm losin'
but naw we see it that way
in '94 this is the real no time for play
betta the playas on the loot
need to get head screwed on tight
when it really get to the nitty grit
who gone pipe down
'cause ain't no time
to it up than right now
we gots to see crum down here
and I don't nobody disagreein'
Orga-no-i-z-e-Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi

So don't spend yo whole
livin' it for the
You got a 9 to 5 and now
you choose to it right
You takin' yo ass to the
'cause you scared of
I'm writing everyday to stop that pollution
I got a baby on the way that is in my chest
I'm 18 of age and black so I can picture less
I'm smokin' and e'ryday
So play fuckin' job
educated and I will resort to rob

2: Big Boi

See why in the
do be acting up
Do they want me to grab my
and that pistol go ruck
See I be gettin' and stuff
havin' to knock a nigga out about my
That's not what it's
see yes I got that weed
like Daddy Q be them ounces
That nigga the be chokin' 'em out
and I bounces
I got that lyrical to make
a hoe pull up her
I drunk that & jerk boi
of future things to work on
I got my on and
I took my clothes off
Washed my nuts up in the
and I got more nuts off
Cough it's to be out
see bein' a pimp is bein' a
I'm dirtier than the
on the of a shrimp
Now ain't foul
the way a nigga can spit style
My nigga I it I did it
Now suckas need to it
'Cause it's

3: Big Boi

Well it's that nigga be
Nautica V-necks
and Polo
I got food up in yo thoughts
and that cess off in yo
See up in the dungeon
where we in '93
see that nigga the B-I-G
be me
and when we it
be jocking just like ?
you I fucked yo bitch
See and my niggas G'd hoe
on the South side of Camelton
No in this pimpin'
she was just a horny
See I'm a like the
killing of Michael Jordan's
Was packin' the hoes
when I worked at Foot
I'm higher than learning
'em up and then burning
East is on the map
and now my is hurtin'

Now shit got boring ass
molin' excess closed down
but niggaz sewin' shearin'
stirrin' bein' the assistant that missed
of the folks but some
to joke about this
but it's really dead
You can bet my
now ya wonder why we
done and got serious
Wantin' to where I'm from
and where I to be
Now that I comfortable
living give me
Can I get ya wonder why we split back
us into pitch black dark
but I sit and spark
another one to leave ya
in that dust livin' in a
in nobody do you trust
Then hush never became a trade
but us in trouble
'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 gotta pay the cost of the mic

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

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