Luyện nghe bài hát Resurrection

Damn again up on track again
'round the bend
Some of y'all black again, it got
On your mark get set, out of out of mind

Hypocrites forget like marionettes, in the back like nets
The chosen one who laugh themselves to death
Lack of rhymes, meaningless lines
for your mind like Israel and Palestine

Good in some fuckin' hard ass times
No disses, repeated hook lines and chorus'
full of doris' got issues and wishes
Got the jam but paid up off the misses

Ain't nothin' but wait, fuck another love song
It's the R&B strangler bringing in the wranglers
all the heads big times and Alzheimer's
Shot the pill I drop skills up in Brazil

Now the pitch, for a label switch
They psych it, I put the up on top of this bitch
Guess what like Tony
They forgot, I used to [Incomprehensible] around clock

Lord save us from that sword of that kidnap
Hip hop tracks and the beats in the of rap
Put my soul in it, careless about the in it
the shotty, got 'em running from the Paparazzi

Lodi dodi, when the Feds and doom your party
Cracker in the back, don't you know it's
Ain't nothing changed, PE we be the same
Resurrection in the game to save you

Yo, it's down baby, it's going down family
That's my word, we gettin' ready to turn shit
To the two and three zeros, you what I'm sayin'
Have all the goin' backwards

Have everything goin'
You laughed let's see you laugh now, blue cow
now, black cow, word to birds
Word to bird, word to bird

One on one, hard like cards
Behold the one man million man
Takes a nation, 400 violation
no power in this happy hour

Hazardous, no you like Lazarus
black baby, where my soul be at
Star backwards is rats, let bra man rap
I'm trapped in the back with these cats

One step forward two steps
Making habits habitats, ratta tat tat
Wish you could turn the hands of time
And get mental, pop the tape track Lincoln Continental

I'm the mouth that roared, swore to the
The eye of hawk both live and die by the
The forbidden, the six man be sinnin' the beginnin'
You know the suckers hand be

Intense, knocking block with some sense
PE got more jewels dead presidents
The try to get me cross like a crucifix
But I'm focused on the vultures like a local

New world order is goin' down, gettin'
I'm as spooked as that by the
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new
nothing changed PE we be the same crew boy

Yeah, that's right, nine eight no
We out smokin'
And for all y'all been sleeping on us
You're lacking, you're
Ayyo, check 1-2, got my man
about to sneak up on you and your crew

Ya know what I'm saying, ayyo 1-2
Ayyo, Masta I want you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you ain't son
Ball 'em with the back of the gun son, 'em run son

down broadway beneath the J line
Slumped in the position mind travels
Beyond the which holds the soul
Controlled by the Allah, be the most humble

But also
For those who are to righteousness
I strive to stay and live this
fell victim to the wisdom

I sex, the track ovulates
The mic like prostate impregnates
Onto the paper the pours
Or the love of my brother that hurts the same

fame, my gun I bust to maintain
Moods are insidious baffles and
Those who label the God as
not to apply their third eye
I travel at the speed of thought rate, it's
What enable a man to levitate

And you can that and put that
On the back of brain son
Coming straight to you Masta Killa
nottin' iller

I told you PE is in full effect
Beyond the year
We ain't taking no shorts and y'all need to know
To make head fat boy

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