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 into
Now let it fall,
My is my nemesis
It's to really chill and sit still
Committed to page, I rhymes
Sometimes won't finish for
Scrutinize my literature, from the to the miniature
I add-minister
the wack
Selector, it back, I'm feeling that
(Ha ha ha) the core to the perimeter black,
You the motto
fluid even in staccato
(Mos Def) Full blooded, full
Breathe deep inside the hollow
There's the hum, man where you from
Brooklyn one
Native son, speaking in the native
I got my eyes on (there it is)
While you try to follow where it is
I'm on the Ave where it lives and
Violently,
Shine so vibrantly eyes squint to catch a glimpse
the bass with my dark ink fingertips
Used to speak the English
But caught a on my lips
So now my just like dis
Long from the base-line (switch)
like an apparition
Float to the ground with (chi-chi-chi-POW)
from the gate, voice cued on your tape
Putting food on plate
crews can relate
Who choosing fate (yo)
We from picking cotton
To chain gang line
To
To
people got the blue chip stock option
Invisible man, got the world watching
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All your map
I'm big props, with this thing called hip hop
you can either get paid or get shot
When your product in
The friends flock
When your chart drop
the phone calls,
Chill for a
Let's see who else
Snatch shelf spot
Don't gas ock
The industry just a better cell block
A long way from the shell
And the that L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock)

Hip Hop is prosecution
The out of settlement
Ad space for
Sick benefits
tenements choking the skyline
It's low life tree-top high
there's a back water remedy
Bitter intent to
A class E
the death penalty
Stimulant and sedative, repetitive
Violently competitive, a school
The break beats you get broken
on and inappropriate
Hip Hop went from crack to smoking it
for loneliness
Remind me of and Dizzy
Propers to getting busy
The war-time snap
The man's jack-pot
A two dollar box
Sold beneath the crack
Olympic sponsor of the black
Gold medalist in the back
the sovereign state of the have-nots
Where farmers have trouble cash crops
It's all like phase two
Hip Hop simply amaze you
you, pay you
Do you say do
But black, it can't you