Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop

You say one for the treble, two for the
on y'all let's rock this!
You say one for the treble, two for the
on!

Speech is my hammer, bang the into shape
Now let it fall,
My is my nemesis
It's hard to chill and sit still
Committed to page, I write
Sometimes won't finish for
Scrutinize my literature, from the to the miniature
I add-minister
Subtract the
Selector, wheel it back, I'm feeling
(Ha ha ha) From the core to the black,
You know the
Stay even in staccato
(Mos Def) Full blooded, full
Breathe deep the trunk hollow
There's the hum, man where you from
Brooklyn one
son, speaking in the native tongue
I got my on tomorrow (there it is)
While you still try to where it is
I'm on the Ave where it and dies
Violently,
so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
Embrace the bass my dark ink fingertips
to speak the king's English
But a rash on my lips
So now my chat just dis
Long from the base-line (switch)
like an apparition
Float to the ground with (chi-chi-chi-POW)
Move from the gate, voice on your tape
Putting on your plate
Many crews can
Who choosing fate (yo)
We went picking cotton
To chain gang chopping
To
To
Blues people got the blue stock option
Invisible man, got the whole world
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All over map
I'm getting big props, with this called hip hop
Where you can either get paid or get
When product in stock
The fair-weather flock
When chart position drop
Then the calls,
for a minute
Let's see who else
Snatch your spot
Don't gas ock
The industry just a better built cell
A long way the shell tops
And the that L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock)

Hip Hop is evidence
The out of court
Ad for liquor
without benefits
Luxury tenements choking the
It's low getting tree-top high
Here a back water remedy
intent to memory
A E felony
Facing the penalty
Stimulant and sedative, repetitive
Violently competitive, a unaccredited
The break you get broken with
on time and
Hip Hop went selling crack to smoking it
Medicine for
me of Thelonius and Dizzy
Propers to B-Boys getting
The snap shot
The working man's
A two dollar box
Sold beneath the spot
Olympic sponsor of the black
Gold medalist in the back
From the sovereign of the have-nots
Where have trouble with cash crops
all city like phase two
Hip Hop will simply you
you, pay you
Do you say do
But black, it save you