Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin' Bread

It's the A to B to the C, it's 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', stop
B-boy religion, I'll rock and claim
the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock
Follow the greater mission, freedom the top
'em off the block, now cock wrap they bop
Number one on street spots, the hard rock

I drop steady, cripplin' non-believers like
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
hunger, the universal man works wonders
Mic and hand land, rockin' up from down under

I got sound and I'm kinda slick wit it
Heads know I get down that, can you dig it?
This is the way how I or how I deliver this packages
Turn the cheek, 'cuz this track I be smackin' it

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

My real live wanna battle niggas a vouch
Eighty Shieks, them joints and 'Let da fuckin' monkey out'
Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin'
When I spit this it's easy as
(1, 2, 3)

You can "Huh?" You can hear me, you ain't heard yet
I'm live and like Kweli and Mos Def
Practice the incredible, shit ain't even
Due to that I'm technical, I got those
I got control but I'm in studios
I got and Thug tendancies all in my bones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, to plot
Measurin' blocks, releasin' this live like Fox
Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same
Train criminals to get the plus the minimals

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

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

Big Ohio
Homeskillet, extraordinare
Main Flo, Donte,