Luyện nghe bài hát Check What You're Listening To

1]
The Black down, its goin down
No subject matter, I hear it goin around
Minds over matter , they don't cause
We dont matter, DJ on the platter
shake this, the gott-damn matrix
Got actors politics, the tricks
Got hot chicks in the of of wack ass rap flicks
Called (hoooo)
off the got-damn radio
Cause they dont yall what yall need to know
Cant fade it though, don't fade it yo
Year of the Lord , make love war tour
After before 2004, i
Dj Lord bust down the door
Los Angel-less, New Jack
They say fuck the sticks cause be the city
Homeless sitting smellin shitty
for not giving a got-damn thing pretty
So called land of plenty , can't a penny
It's the have against the haves,
Is you wit me?

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2]
You might be cuttin
But cuttin edge
The sword of Lord high like Phil
the verse, the truth hurts
From the aftermath of that autograph
Lord ,don't him mad
So I spit , how loud you want it to
sweat.
2005 flicks, new trips dirty beats
Hits and all those kicks
yall,
Cmon, cant to kick this
If the shoe get with the ramblin wreck
Check it, to out
All dem Chuck D stylin
you know where ?
On the new
Cross the Land, cause the
Hits the fans, watch all SLAM the jam
Yes can can, beware the man
Take a stand yall, wreck the

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3]
One stuck in the rave
dance craze
Cross to the new phase
Like the old days, twisted in convoluted
Existed in the beats of existance
the Land, cause the band
Hits the fans, them all SLAM the jam
Illegal , frisk him
Find not a pop thing him
Multi-ethnic a prism
hear this?
You in audio
be whizzin, cross the wax
Movin tracks from the tracks
Through your he attacks, DJ Lord.
Scratch the gospel , tell wack ass beats
can go to hell, 'ding'
The rave
See the crowd swell, got even the needle fell
Still heard them over the yell!
Through the verse, the truth
From the aftermath of that sonic
Mr Chuck , Dj Lord the tracks
Yall CHECK WHAT YOU TO....