Luyện nghe bài hát Next Universe

Yes, yes, yes, yes
(Whoo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, whoo)

Light up the sky like the 4th of
Everything in this son, they've got two sides
part one
(Part one)
two
(Part two)

Get together with my crew, and we do
Whatever got to do, uh huh uh
Feast for Hi-Teknological,
unstoppable, check it out

I'm fantastic, furious like the Five B'lawn
Brooklyn phenom', diss all peons, for eons
Mos Def is beyond, in fact most can agree on
'Cause we on the same

If not change your dial and get on it, I on this here beat
then the re-bonics heat like, Hamid's weed speech
Hit the deep sonnets, who want it?
Hoppin' dancin' so sonic, you need
Don't get yours your schoolboy comets

All blazin' on your man chronic, I twist the hard back
To blue bonnets, I repeat, who it?
Daytime on the of time on the tradition, of combustion
Ignition, propulsion, put MC's on

The principle, academics inadmissible
You're indefensible, my style is so
Cats take it to heart a ventricle
You temporary like a weather

Forgot I'm like you happened
Don't never say whatever happened to
My light shine boast from the East to the Left
North and South both, cause it sound

Boy your boy sound with the next man's style
Between your teeth tongue and throat
Got to wash your mouth out soap
My penstroke, is leavin' men broke

What I invoke is asleep, ever woke
It the soul of your foes and kinfolk
my scope from beginnin' to end quote
Like
Pretty High Noon get clipped and shot down
behind, Teknological, neurological
Unstoppable, title wave in this shit, we

Now raise your hands in the air now get with it
The Universal,
Scientific, you don't stop
It go on to the you don't, bust it!
So raise your in the air now everybody get with it
The Universal,

You see I'm to the party in the b-boy stance
I on the mic, on the mic, yo

Son in my chromosomes to rock this, I got this
Watch this, assemble mo' raps, tap pockets
Knock this, stimulate nerve and chakras
art breakin' apart hearts in darkness

Down for the longest, son peep the song
Radiate enormous, pure peak
Vocal the strongest, a Capella or cordless
Hit town, draw crowds like space launches

Whoo, how Def flow, we and
Brooklyn New York the world moonwalk like John Glenn
Son I'm sendin' it out, for the to long haul
Earth sky, left right in it and all y'all

Now raise hands in the air now everybody get with it
The Universal,
B-Boy Scientific, you don't
It go ON to the rhythm you don't, it

So raise hands in the air everybody get with it
The Universal,
Scientific, you don't stop
You see I'm to the party in the b-boy stance
I rock on the mic your girl wanna dance
Fly like a dove, that come above
From rockin' on the mic and you can call me Mos