Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos

[Talib
We your rhyme sayers we you like a beacon
of light out of the chaos cuttin down
who stare we're the winners of the game
Walk in we'l climbin the stairways
to heaven you scared of the people livin under
heard the sound of the clap made you wonder
If it was a gun the or some thunder
All of that was out my when I was younger
Now I'm older, lyrical clap MC's
If you don't know by now, let me aquaint you my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't
They just babies, I snatch em out they
Attach them to respirators, breathin hard like Darth Vader
Hard as candy and suck like Now or
After a while your tasteless and it GOT NO FLAVOR

Projects my eyesights to the heavens like or wise sages
Release what I save it through my book of rhyme pages
Scripts be ageless, scrolls from dead sea
The cadence off and on the motion of Tai Chi
Ba-ha-ma-D, wor-dy, to Reflect,
Science to a remedy to help and get my free, but
little support, got my thesis on
My only option's doin for the Japanese
Get about eight G's, a heavy overseas
Sacrifice a to mainstream and do what I believe, cause
down to the chromosomes I'm a purist to artform
Enlighten who I touch and let the catch on

[Talib Kweli +
Yeah, we your rhyme sayers, who you like a beacon
of light, out of the chaos, down overzealous
who stare, we're the winners of the game
Walk in prepared, climbin the stairways
to while you scared of the people livin under-
heard the sound of the clap, made you wonder
If it was a gun, the crowd, or some
All of that was out my window when I was

Oppose for the nine, how no sections of the earth
Walkin vexed, out of my sticks, on every verse
My begin to peak at least a hundred thousand hertz
Meanin my joint's prevalent in Fat Beats and
I cater to these markets first, cause gravitate to me
And appreciate the vision of I do musically

Kweli]
Mmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmm!!
I walked in and they stared, see how they me
Break you down, til you ain't the man you to be
Domination of my jurisdiction, people's addiction to
It the lines between the fact and fiction
Now we omission, I fix your face for you, keep yappin
You start to hate the man in the like Michael Jackson

Majors they try to hold me but mine are figure factions
But the foundation of hip-hop my braincells for ransom
I none, fuck them spots on charts and number one
If it's meant, then I'll accept it gracious when the time
This grassrooted curriculum, got me sprung like ankles
is missable, so I approach it from all angles and
inject some deep inside of rap's core
Take an MC and to where it was before

Kweli]
Call us Liberty like the Bell of scenery
Me and Bahama-D, style free like need to be
me, feelin me, we right here on the level
Turnin to pebbles, exposin the devil
Lyrical olympian like John Carlos winnin gold
Take that bass out voice you talk to me in treble
I'm _Serious_ as B so you know I ain't playin
I'm stimulatin, makin crowds MOVE like organizations in
Keep it positive, my is exercise
See the chaos with my third eye
Word I exhibit the exquitiness, since a I was vivid
Throw hands in the air if you with it, dig it

[Talib Kweli +
Yeah, we your rhyme sayers, who lead you like a
of light, out of the chaos, down overzealous
players who stare, the winners of the game
in well prepared, climbin the stairways
to while you scared of the people livin under-
heard the sound of the clap, made you wonder
If it was a gun, the crowd, or thunder
All of that was out my window I was younger

[Talib
Seven-eighteen, to
We meet at
Eternal, Bahamadia, yes yes

Yo listen the fuck up
Mr. X to the Z Xzibit
Broadcastin the home grown
That's right, they out of my backyard
The Beat Junkies, on Rawkus understand me?
It's 2!