Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin' Bread

It's like the A to B to the C, easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah
Collaborate, break bread with, Pete

From the beginnin', head hip hop
The never endin', don't
B-boy religion, I'll and claim position
the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock
Follow the mission, freedom marks the top
Beat 'em off the block, now cock they bop
Number one on street spots, the hard rock

I drop steady, non-believers like Teddy
Pendergrass, up ya tender ass, you're not ready
Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and
Crown Hi-Tek sound pounds of thunder
Street hunger, the universal man works
Mic and hand breakin' land, rockin' up from under

I got sound control and I'm kinda wit it
know I get down like that, can you dig it?
This is the way how I roll or how I this packages
Turn the other cheek, this track I be smackin' it

But don't clap, 'cuz this style'll caps
I'm jiggy and all that, black and get back
But fuck that, control mind, body and soul
The MC regulator, detonator

My real wanna battle niggas take a vouch
Eighty Shieks, throw joints and 'Let da fuckin' monkey out'
Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in City
When I spit this here easy as
(1, 2, 3)

You can "Huh?" You can hear me, you ain't nuttin' yet
I'm and fortified like Kweli and Mos Def
the incredible, shit ain't even competable
Due to that I'm technical, TKO's I got
I got control but I'm wreckless in
I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my

No need to be flashy, for heads to me
Hi-Tek throw joints that magnetize me
We global, east, west, north, south, we
Hands that mic's get smacked 'cuz that's a no, no
Who rock the Yo, we take the whole show
When heads this piece they call off with no shows

It's like the A to B to the C, it's as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah
Collaborate, break bread with Pete
Donte, Flo

I more in tug of war, writin' rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, this poor man would give the law
As a testament it goes, it was destined in my
They tested but questioned weapons rest in my

Blessed in my and obsessed with my scrolls
Midas Touch as it's told, writin' less than gold
My journeys, I march through like atorneys
Send you out on a gerdy talkin' yo' eternity
Can't stand it, search for your wind like Ban

One man band on the MP and a nigga ran
Hi-Tek, all these other can exempt me
Say he's the nicest out and gently
Have it your way, a mean no pay
If you sign a wack contract that
(No weight)
Got your John on the paper to say

"The band and don't know, dough flow your way"
"The band locked and don't know, dough your way"
"The band locked and don't know, dough flow way"
"The band locked and don't know, flow your way"

okay, I'm feelin' you, common
It's like the A to B to the C, it's as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah
Collaborate, break bread Pete Rock
Main Flo, Flo

Woes out my treasure box, locks, pressure to plot
Measurin' blocks, releasin' live like Desert Fox
Hear spiritual, plentiful, same generals
Train criminals to get the most plus the

Rob past, raw cash, the God last
Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of caps
For cop cash, watch taps, on my top hat
Flop fast, crash, how when I drop math?
This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair

We share packs, stare back, cover our tracks
Ya peeps move, choose, jump in our Jeep smooth
Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin'

Big status
Homeskillet, extraordinare
Main Flo, Donte,