Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Hip Hop

"You better foolin if you want to get along with me"

"We grew up on the block, and we know poverty"
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hip-hop, I apologize for how you've been treated
I should've for my culture, instead I retreated
The game is wounded, I stood and watched they beat it
My culture starved, I refused to it
sold you for a dollar like slaves in iron collars
A*R's chase you with bloodhounds and
You went to the highest bidder, you was pissed on like litter
But far from a quitter, but there's to consider
Nah, much deliberation
I decided I'm the hottest cat to ever receive
I'm the foundation, one of the architects
of this dream we're all chasin, I had to up
Too time was wastin WHOA! So here we go
I'm tired of the talk and the, bitches and hoes
always, soundin the same
I have to walk on water I can't, in the game

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"Hip-Hop, was set out in the dark"
"They to do it out in the park"

I remember your bar mitzvah, burgundy label
Me and Jam Master had the battle of the big
Before the Serratos, real vinyls, tables
Skills was the motto, no hype, no
You seemed so happy, you loved me so
You popped off and went platinum, at my slightest
hoodies, Yukon trucks
20 years later, it's like lightning
They're worshipin the money, prayin to the bank
danced on slaveship, slept as it sank
The made 'em do it, but only God do I thank
Because we aren't yet, there's still gas in the tank
You look in a man's eyes, how you really tell his rank
Not the size of his account, check him, he bounce
It's all on the line, this time it counts
I'll for this one, on down to the last ounce

They rent a crib they're frontin, rent a car they're stuntin
They rent a chain bluffin, that's why the culture's sufferin
And even if you're a millionaire that mean nothin
unless you build your community and encourage some
Too much ego... too posin
If he's so hot then, why's the frozen?
It's time for a change, the needs to be rearranged
And this was pre-ordained
After 2 decades, LL still remains
And you can it on my spirit, not on my brains
Time to put on my armor, go to war for the
it's on its last leg, and that's more than a shame
This is a lifestyle homey, it's more than
But I will make a toast to reachin the Hall of Fame
I end it with a line, from the book of James
Let there be light when I write on the train

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Let us proclaim the mystery and
I the Lord my culture be saved
If hip-hop dies I awake
May Jam Jay cut a LL break