Luyện nghe bài hát Is It Hip-hop?

And I'm here to you this boy's soul is intact
He wont sell anybody out, its non
You know how I
(Because we don't want to hear that weak no more)

Is this Hip-Hop? out a sentence,
Though I don't follow trends or the sense.
Am I Hip-Hop? I feel it,
Just feel I feel and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop)
Its in my presence, so I don't trends or the dress sense
I am Hip-Hop, and you this,
S.O.S. the people going to hear

I'm a hip-hop-aholic, got on it and off it
Since a it, I was talking it, said I'd aim for the top of it
Said I would let up, though fed up I carried on with it
I my head up high, no I was never prosperous
Honest its just me making my
Getting recognised now, well I guess its a
Guess you have to shit when your raised in these parts
the mic, M.I.C. and I rip it apart, R.I.P.

I a fuck if you feel me, I'm going to follow

And I follow my heart,
If its hip-hop, I follow the art
Take that get right to the core
Write real deep, write some more
Cause I mainstream seems like a bore
I tell them (We don't wanna hear fake shit no more)

Is this spitting out a sentence,
Though I don't follow or the dress sense.
Am I I don't feel it,
Just feel what I and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop)
Its in my presence, so I don't need or the dress sense
I am Hip-Hop, and you this,
S.O.S. the people going to this

Now I'm getting warmed up

Yeah, and I'd rather be chav than a hip-hop
I wear a cap, talk black, instead,
Call me a ned, is it getting
My whole life don't follow I listen too
And I follow my heart,
If its hip-hop, I follow the art

I got one PC, one mic and a mic
Padding on the in a booth where I might stand
One emcee with a pad I just write
Son can't be nothing else get it bam
Might tan, one more then I'm hyped I'm
Never quits I just spit and I'm fighting
I'm Tyson, speaking real nice man
Give me your ear, listen it's a flight plan
So I'm a try this, this my
episode written high with a fly script
Buy this, because I can see it in my
Third eye sees all the dreams I die with
Why's this? the wisest demise
Those eyes on the prize I will never reach the sky,
what we got,
So I guess in the end I am

(And I have seen) SOS, Untitled
Nasty P, Werd, I just follow my
I just follow the art (I just the art)
I just follow my heart (ha) I just follow the art

Is it Am I hip-hop?