Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Hip Hop

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

"We up on the block, and we know about poverty"
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Dear hip-hop, I for how you've been treated
I fought for my culture, instead I retreated
The game is wounded, I stood and watched while beat it
My culture starved, I to feed it
They sold you for a dollar like in iron collars
A*R's you with bloodhounds and rottweilers
You went to the highest bidder, you was pissed on like litter
But far from a quitter, but somethin to consider
Nah, after much
I decided I'm the hottest cat to receive rotation
I'm the foundation, one of the architects
of dream we're all chasin, I had to speak up
Too much was wastin WHOA! So here we go
I'm tired of the talk and the, bitches and hoes
Everybody's always, the same
I have to walk on water I can't, drown in the

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

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

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Let us proclaim the and fame
I the Lord my culture be saved
If dies before I awake
May Jam Master Jay cut a LL