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 restlessness is my
It's hard to chill and sit still
Committed to page, I rhymes
Sometimes finish for days
Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the
I add-minister
Subtract the
Selector, wheel it back, I'm feeling
(Ha ha ha) From the to the perimeter black,
You the motto
Stay fluid even in
(Mos Def) Full blooded, throttle
Breathe inside the trunk hollow
There's the hum, young man where you
number one
Native son, 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 it lives and dies
Violently,
Shine so vibrantly that eyes to catch a glimpse
Embrace the with my dark ink fingertips
Used to speak the English
But a rash on my lips
So now my chat like dis
range from the base-line (switch)
Move like an
Float to the ground ammunition (chi-chi-chi-POW)
from the gate, voice cued on your tape
Putting food on plate
Many can relate
Who your fate (yo)
We went from picking
To chain gang chopping
To
To
Blues people got the chip stock option
Invisible man, got the whole world
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All your map
I'm getting big props, with thing called hip hop
Where you can either get or get shot
your product in stock
The fair-weather flock
When your chart drop
Then the calls,
Chill for a
Let's see who tops
your shelf spot
Don't gas ock
The industry just a built cell block
A way from the shell tops
And the bells that L (rock, rock, rock, rock)

Hip Hop is prosecution
The out of court
Ad space for
Sick without
Luxury choking the skyline
It's low getting tree-top high
Here a back water remedy
Bitter intent to
A class E
Facing the penalty
Stimulant and sedative, original
competitive, a school unaccredited
The beats you get broken with
on and inappropriate
Hip Hop went from selling to smoking it
Medicine for
Remind me of and Dizzy
Propers to B-Boys getting
The war-time shot
The working man's
A two snack box
beneath the crack spot
Olympic of the black glock
medalist in the back shot
From the sovereign state of the
farmers have trouble with cash crops
It's all city like two
Hip Hop will simply you
you, pay you
Do you say do
But black, it save you