Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos

[Talib
We your rhyme sayers we you like a beacon
of out of the chaos cuttin 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
heard the sound of the clap made you wonder
If it was a gun the or some thunder
All of that was out my window when I was
Now I'm much older, lyrical MC's
If you know 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 just rhyme
just babies, I snatch em out they incubators
Attach them to respirators, they hard like Darth Vader
as candy and suck like Now or Laters
After a while your tasteless and it GOT NO FLAVOR

Projects my eyesights to the heavens like dead or sages
Release I hold save it through my book 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,
Science to a to help and get my people free, but
support, got my thesis on freeze
My only option's doin for the Japanese
Get about eight G's, a buzz overseas
Sacrifice a pill to mainstream and do what I believe,
down to the I'm a purist to this artform
Enlighten who I touch and let the world on

[Talib + Bahamadia]
Yeah, we your rhyme sayers, who you like a beacon
of light, out of the chaos, cuttin overzealous
who stare, we're the winners of the game
Walk in well prepared, climbin the
to while you scared of the people livin under-
-ground heard the sound of the clap, you wonder
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 a hundred thousand hertz
my joint's prevalent in Fat Beats and Footworks
I cater to these markets first, cause gravitate to me
And the vision of what I do musically

Kweli]
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
of my jurisdiction, people's addiction to lies
It blurs the lines the fact and fiction
Now we back omission, I fix face for you, keep yappin
You start to the man in the mirror like Michael Jackson

Majors they try to hold me captive but mine are 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 I'll it gracious when the time comes
This grassrooted curriculum, got me sprung like twisted
Experience is missable, so I approach it from all and
inject some substance deep of rap's core
Take an MC and back to it was before

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

[Talib + Bahamadia]
Yeah, we your rhyme sayers, who lead you like a
of light, out of the chaos, down overzealous
players who stare, we're the of the game
Walk in well prepared, the stairways
to while you scared of the people livin under-
-ground heard the of the clap, made 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 at two-one-five
Eternal, Bahamadia, yes yes

Yo listen the up y'all
Mr. X to the Z Xzibit
Broadcastin with the grown
That's right, they out of my backyard
The Junkies, on Rawkus Records understand me?
Soundbombing 2!