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 temple as you stare at the intruder.
Then after a few you realize he ain't moving.
So finally you let 'em and
turn on the and
the killer into
yo coat throwed the chair.

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

Many of us mistake for true fear. Whereas fear is a gift from
God to be used for self-preservation. Phobia are obstacles
in society by opposers of positive existence. Through
stereotyping, innuendo, false documentation, and they'll
turn your switch to a permanent on. We can change this by changing
the small 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 know it is. Peace out.

Verse 1:

In these times
a like me be thinkin' of rhymes
that my quarters nickels
my pennies and my dimes stack
Don't be lookin' for 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 to hit me for my rims
I thought thirty spokes
could attract too attention
I gotta my own therefore
I'm just like a kitchen
full of pots and pan in hand
Shots rung out like the bells
and that sucker nigga ran
Damn, I thought that it
would come to conclusion
the folks throwed us
on them boats 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 head screwed on tight
when it really get down to the grit
who gone fight down
'cause no better time
to it up than right now
we gots to see rump down here
and I don't hear disagreein'
Orga-no-i-z-e-Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi

So spend yo whole life
it for the white
You got a 9 to 5 and now
you to live it right
You takin' yo ass to the
you scared of Revolution
I'm writing everyday to that brain pollution
I got a baby on the way that stress is in my
I'm 18 years of age and black so I can picture
I'm and drinkin' e'ryday
So play fuckin' job
and black I will resort to rob

2: Big Boi

See why in the
do niggas be up
Do they want me to grab my
and lettin' pistol go ruck
See I be stuck and stuff
havin' to a nigga out about my clout
not what it's about
see yes indeed I got weed
like Daddy Q be havin' them
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
thinkin' of future to work on
I got my on and
then I took my off
my nuts up in the sink
and I got more nuts off
it's time to be out
see bein' a is bein' a pimp
I'm than the shit
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
wearing Nautica
and Polo
I got food up in yo thoughts
and cess off in yo chest
See livin' up in the
where we in '93
see that nigga the B-O-I
be me
and when we it
Niggas be jocking just ?
you snitch I fucked yo
See and my G'd that hoe
on the side of Camelton Road
No slippin' in this
she was just a toad
See I'm a mystery the
killing of Michael Jordan's
Was steadily the hoes
when I at Foot Locker
I'm higher than learning
smokin' 'em up and burning
Point is on the map
and now my is hurtin'

Now shit done got ass
when excess closed down
but niggaz kept sewin'
bein' the pharm assistant that missed
of the folks but some
tend to about this
but it's really dead
You can bet my
now ya why that we
done stopped and got
Wantin' to know I'm from
and I need to be
Now I know comfortable
give me meat
Can I get ya wonder why we split back
us into pitch black dark
but I sit and spark
another one to ya discombobulated
in that dust livin' in a
where in nobody do you
Then never became a major trade
but us in trouble
'cause we made a too mistakes
off in the
Thinkin' you could make it this
and now we laugh 'cause it's all (Chorus starts here)
either way ya go ya gotta pay the cost of the mic

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

you a li'l higher knowwhatI'msayin' when you learnin' when you
burnin' up smoke so you can choke on my quotes
and get my * down yo throat you don't understand
youknowwhatI'msayin' Noize for '95 Bitch!