Luyện nghe bài hát Champion Requiem

Bismillah Ir Ir Raheem
Peace, peace whats up this is Mos Def
And this is a message to the
If you see or hear from me
Then that goodness is The Creator
You should be thankful to The for all of that
'Cause I'm not the architect of that I'm the, the recipient
If you see or shortcoming in me
It's from my own weakness or
And I ask The Creator and the to forgive me for that
Thank you Brooklyn, you World

Yeah, there it is
Turn my up in the top a little bit
good to be back
What's up
Yeah, yeah, ha

It's the Black in your headphones
box
Freaky
on the dial
Tell you a little bit me
For my hometown, break down a little for you
and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Mossie projects

I stepped on the from no league just home team
I Jumped out the stands and I the rock
With the final seconds dwindling on the
Mos up to throw up the tie-breakin' shot

I put it through the net and let the jaw drop
Then fled the arena before called cops
the players and the coach I wasn't tryin' to blow spot
But the way they was made it difficult to watch

I was taught when somethin' you can change around
Keep quiet, you got nothin' to about
You got to do, I don't know if that work for you
But that's how Mos it through

And my is personal, I'm a workin' person
I put in work, I work purpose
I get it there on the water, air, the
You feel the impact niggaz yeah it's

Listen God did not me a fearful person
The fear I have is my failure to adhere His path
I would it just to hear this back
On the ghetto streets where at

On the where the Jeep's go past
In the coupes where the go back
In the parties where it be so
And the atmosphere be so

And them things be so phat
If I could I would be so
But if not I be so mad
I'm still being a man, still my fam

And even if you see it my fam
I that I am, truly gifted, truly blessed
I'm truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def

I'm rockin' the hard right, ground zero, to far
I'm, well balanced with talents
Burn the script then flip it to myself challenged
And that's the mark of a champ-ine
That's whether I'm in or the ring

No fights, no title, no or reign
my presence even when I'm up out this thing
Just trust, that's I'm about to be
But until then in and rock with me

Ha, that's what it's to be
Ghetto people look with me
And say, we 'gon, by
Then we just keep on

Ghetto people, alive and
Feel free, we keep movin' on
For Alliah, Eye, Jam Master Jay
All the great hero's who passed away

Laraque, Big and Pac, Feaky Tai, Big L
All the soldiers locked in the cell
up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail
To our loved ones, and

Dyin' in the street, or in their sleep
(B.I.G.)
Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our
(Sans Marie)
in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our memory
That's

everythin' in life gon' come to an end
Because it must and when it
I hope that y'all me
With true respect and love

Now raise it up 'cause everythin' in life come to an end
Because it must, and it does, I hope that y'all remember me
Black Dante, Myrtle and Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all
Let me hear it

Freaky
Ha
Freaky
on the dial