Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Move

Um, um, woo, DAMN! WOO!

Yo, yo

[Chorus 1 -
Let me some heads noddin, fists pumpin, stompin
Ass shakin, breakin, earthquakin - LET'S MOVE!
Fuck a battle, we got to prove - LET'S MOVE!
Fakts One supply the people the groove - LET'S MOVE!

[Mr.
Hard tracks, remind me of with scarred backs
These are facts, drownin in the swamp like (uh huh)
Boston to Fear Facts, chill, Miramax
flicks, then I to get sick, hail drop (uh huh)
39, like the "Hail Bop"
Four teachers, one cop
Then the atmosphere get real hot (uh huh)

My is like torrential downpours, makin steel rot
We pros, who's drown yours, on the real blocks (uh huh)
It's not coincidental, that we cause real spots
Appeal, god dammnit, never it for granted (uh huh)
Write a memo and hand it to your
The game's about to change, come The Perceptionists (uh huh)

[Mr. (Akrobatik)
I'm a genie, the next time you see me is
It's easy, I'm foldin dimension and breeze it (uh huh)
Invent horizon miles, at Dyson
M. Tyson, M. Bison, the for
(Two orators) (uh huh)
Of the
(Yeah, hear the of the hemisphere)

(Pumpin knowledge the verse) (uh huh)

(Adrenaline, hip hop's through my melon and)
(GENTLEMEN BEHOLD!)
Live on Letterman (uh huh)
sold on the brother's whole song (uh)
You want to hear another Everybody cool, ola! (uh huh)

2 - Akrobatik]
Let me some heads noddin, fists pumpin, stompin
Ass shakin, breakin, earthquakin - LET'S MOVE!
a battle, we got nothin to prove - LET'S MOVE!
Perceptionists provide the people the groove - LET'S MOVE!
(Let's move, let's move, move ...)

[Mr. (Akrobatik)
We to show you what oppression is
So we'll in jail sentences
to five (twenty-five to life) (uh huh)
Mega trife, use a mega
to through the afterlife
So (so ill), so chill (so we'll) (uh huh)
Take you a adventure, mind dimentia, time to venture

(Mr. Lif)
Time to enter with the prime
of a solid center, the contential champions are in your campin and
We lampin in your SPOT (YOUR BOOTED!) (uh huh)
Raise The flag, twenty-one guns saluted
Everyone's polluted
and young included (uh huh)

[Mr.
Computers are recruited
how the hung maneuvered

Strange fruit used to swing from the Southern (uh huh)
Now there's only leaves and those who the path are lovin these

[Mr.
and the brother's free
Others beggin please, for some empathy, enemy, there's no

We cookin up hot shit

[Mr.
But not the recipe

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