Luyện nghe bài hát Phobia

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

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

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

1: Andre

In troublin' times
a nigga like me be of rhymes
makes my quarters nickels
plus my pennies and my stack
be lookin' for trouble it be finding me
Try the other cheek
I understand but never mind
Yes Sir the light is getting dim
at the end of the tunnel to hit me for my rims
I thought thirty spokes
could attract too much
I gotta my own therefore
I'm heated just a kitchen
full of pots and pan in hand
rung out like ringin' the bells
and then that sucker ran
Damn, I never that it
would come to this
the folks throwed us
on them boats should be the one's I'm
but naw we see it that way
in '94 is the real no time for play play
betta the playas on the loot
need to get head screwed on tight
when it really get down to the nitty
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 hear disagreein'
Orga-no-i-z-e-Mr. D.J. and me and Big Boi

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

2: Big Boi

See why in the
do niggas be up
Do they me to grab my shit
and lettin' that pistol go
See I be stuck and stuff
havin' to a nigga out about my clout
That's not what it's
see yes indeed I got that
like Daddy Q be havin' them
nigga the B-I-G be chokin' 'em out
and I bounces
I got that lyrical flow to
a hoe pull up her
I that herk & jerk boi
thinkin' of future to work on
I got my on and
then I took my off
Washed my up in the sink
and then I got nuts off
Cough time to be out
see bein' a pimp is bein' a
I'm dirtier than the
on the back of a
Now that foul
the way a nigga can that style
My nigga I it I did it
Now need to quit it
'Cause it's

3: Big Boi

Well that nigga that be
Nautica V-necks
and Polo
I got food up in yo thoughts
and cess off in yo chest
See up in the dungeon
where we in '93
see that nigga the B-O-I
be me
and when we it
Niggas be jocking like ?
you I fucked yo bitch
See and my niggas G'd hoe
on the South side of Road
No slippin' in this
she was just a toad
See I'm a like the
killing of Michael father
Was packin' the hoes
when I worked at Foot
I'm gettin' higher than
smokin' 'em up and then
East is on the map
and now my clothes is

Now shit done got ass
molin' when excess closed
but niggaz kept sewin'
stirrin' bein' the pharm assistant that
of the but some people
to joke about this
but really dead spirits
You can bet my
now ya why that we
done and got serious
to know where I'm from
and I need to be
Now that I know
living me meat
Can I get back ya wonder why we split
lure us into black dark
but I sit back and
another one to ya discombobulated
in that dust in a world
in nobody do you trust
Then hush became a major trade
but us in trouble
'cause we made a too mistakes
off in the
you could make it this world
and now we laugh 'cause it's all (Chorus starts here)
either way ya go ya gotta pay the of the mic wind

Chorus repeat (last 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 * down yo throat you just understand
Organized Noize for '95 Bitch!