Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin' Bread

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, Rock

From the beginnin', spinnin' hip hop
The endin', don't stop
B-boy religion, I'll and claim position
Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on
Follow the greater mission, freedom the top
'em off the block, now cock wrap they bop
Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard

I drop steady, cripplin' like Teddy
Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you're not
Hold steady, think first, my ink floods and blunder
Crown sound thump pounds of thunder
Street hunger, the universal man wonders
Mic and breakin' land, rockin' up from down under

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

But don't clap, 'cuz this bust caps
I'm and all that, black and get control back
But fuck that, over mind, body and soul
The MC regulator, microphone

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

You can "Huh?" You can hear me, you ain't heard yet
I'm and fortified like Kweli and Mos Def
Practice the incredible, ain't even competable
Due to I'm technical, TKO's I got those
I got but I'm wreckless in studios
I got Harmony and Thug 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
that touch mic's get smacked 'cuz that's a no, no
Who the mic? Yo, we take the whole show
When heads hear this piece they call off with no

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

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

Blessed in my and obsessed with my scrolls
Midas Touch as it's told, writin' nuttin' 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 like Ban Enti

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

"The band locked and don't know, dough your way"
"The band locked and know, dough flow your way"
"The locked and don't know, dough flow your way"
"The locked and don't know, dough 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 with Pete Rock
Main Flo, Flo

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

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

We packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks
Ya move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth
Unleash two and leak fumes, Hebrew

Big status
Homeskillet, Crunch
Flo, Donte, Hi-Tek