Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop

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

Speech is my hammer, bang the world shape
Now let it fall,
My restlessness is my
It's hard to really chill and sit
to page, I write rhymes
Sometimes won't finish for
Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the
I add-minister
the wack
Selector, it back, I'm feeling that
(Ha ha ha) From the core to the black,
You know the
Stay fluid even in
(Mos Def) Full blooded, throttle
Breathe deep inside the trunk
There's the hum, man where you from
Brooklyn one
Native son, speaking in the tongue
I got my eyes on (there it is)
While you still try to follow 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
to speak the king's English
But caught a on my lips
So now my just like dis
range from the base-line (switch)
Move an apparition
Float to the ground with (chi-chi-chi-POW)
Move from the gate, voice cued on your
Putting food on your
Many can relate
Who choosing your (yo)
We from picking cotton
To chain line chopping
To
To
Blues people got the blue stock option
Invisible man, got the whole watching
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All your map
I'm big props, with this thing called hip hop
Where you can get paid or get shot
When your in stock
The fair-weather friends
When your position drop
the phone calls,
Chill for a
see who else tops
Snatch your shelf
gas yourself ock
The industry just a better built cell
A long way from the shell
And the bells L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock)

Hip Hop is evidence
The out of settlement
Ad space for
Sick without
Luxury tenements choking the
It's low getting tree-top high
Here there's a water remedy
Bitter intent to
A class E
Facing the death
Stimulant and sedative, repetitive
competitive, a school unaccredited
The break beats you get broken
on and inappropriate
Hip Hop went from crack to smoking it
Medicine for
Remind me of and Dizzy
Propers to B-Boys getting
The war-time snap
The working man's
A two snack box
Sold beneath the spot
Olympic sponsor of the black
Gold in the back shot
From the sovereign state of the
farmers have trouble with cash crops
It's all city phase two
Hip Hop will amaze you
you, pay you
Do you say do
But black, it can't you