Luyện nghe bài hát Thisisme

"i the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
(repeat 2x, then 2x 'common' at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! me again
Is it me you're looking (yup)
For the perfect beat, sweetly
I'm fresh, I come clean, but I can't
at whistling* psss, I'm only buggin
While no dug in the crates, I dug in my
And picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't have any
To waste, I'm hip... don't even
To an easy travel agent now we fly for
I can be fly for free, you want flyer to read
Then buy me
I got the like u-i-c but I be, u-a-c
Some of the realest illest cats you may see
In life if you get one
are like jobs to me (why? ) because they get done
Here it I'm as able as cain to get raw
That's why the dj's mix me, I'm gonna bust
Not da bomb so save all your
I'm good to go and I'm rets
Rhymes I affects the roughnecks
to the preps in the polos, the studs with pros
Hoes who wheeze, the to the dreaded
To folks with butters, high rollers and
Players with plat studs with stocking caps I be raps
Til I
Niggaz my tape about as much as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm at last
free man, free as the world be
And like an early bird, I'm
But you ain't special, as that investor
So to myself I say
I'm glad you had the patience, you have the patience
thisisme
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
scony rony I'm that boney homey
From (common) you know me!
Off the gp see me on the tv
Talkin take it ez, and they was like "he hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more bats and gats
It stems back to the of being true
It's get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, about some shit I ain't do?
I ain't nobody I ain't shank nobody
I ain't nobody, it wasn't us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't to show no gun
It takes one to know one, and no one can me
How to be, cause be me, aight?
I'm a man, now check it
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
sometimes, sometimes, I get a good feeling!
When I'm chillin at the flat, at the wall
Wondering can I off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be talkin
But some say my don't make no sense
I'm tryin to make the dollars, my momma me
To go to school and be a scholar, but school for me
So don't even go there, I'm comin out of nowhere, to go
Probably in about seven years, I won't no hair
But not am I the hair club president, I'm also a client
I off like a toupee, I still have to pay 2pc dark
A raider that never the ark/arc, on the shot
But now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy adefo wanted to be a
But he down south, and fell in love call me love
Cause love is gonna getcha i'ma
I'm like b.j. my arm is and I stretch ya
from east to west, all across the country
I'm that big fat one niggaz catch when bumpin
I probably would get more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, me the gangsta of love!!!
I love good music, I my momma
I myself, I love you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(krs sample in background)
Yo I say peace to my moms, my grandmomma
Lil chandra, and john, yo in peace to my aunt stella
My moms, ron's moms, dawn's moms, corey's moms
Who are these people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4x)
(krs is cut and scratched to end)