Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos

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

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

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

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

[Talib
Mmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmm!!
I in and they stared, see how they screwin me
Break you down, til you the man you used to be
Domination of my jurisdiction, people's addiction to
It blurs the lines between the fact and
Now we back omission, I fix your face for you, keep
You start to the man in the mirror like Michael Jackson

Majors they try to me captive but mine are figure factions
But the foundation of hold my braincells for ransom
I chance none, fuck them spots on and number one
If it's meant, then accept it gracious when the time comes
This grassrooted curriculum, got me like twisted ankles
Experience is missable, so I approach it all angles and
inject some substance deep of rap's core
Take an MC and back to it was before

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

[Talib + Bahamadia]
Yeah, we your sayers, who lead you like a beacon
of light, out of the chaos, cuttin overzealous
players who stare, the winners of the game
Walk in prepared, climbin the stairways
to heaven while you scared of the people under-
-ground heard the sound of the clap, you wonder
If it was a gun, the crowd, or some
All of that was out my when I was younger

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

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