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 with my crew, and we gon' do
we've 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, flow for
Mos Def is beyond, in most cats can agree on
'Cause we on the same

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

All blazin' on your man chronic, I twist the caps back
To bonnets, I repeat, who want it?
on the list 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 like a ventricle
You temporary like a pattern

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

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

What I invoke is asleep, ever woke
It the soul of your foes and kinfolk
Maintaining my scope from to end quote
ba-biti-dabi-dida-da-dah-dah
Pretty High Noon riders get and shot down
Reach behind, Teknological,
Unstoppable, wave in this shit, we powerful

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 your in the air now everybody get with it
The Universal,

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

Son it's in my chromosomes to this, I got this
Watch this, mo' raps, tap your pockets
this, stimulate nerve ends and chakras
Smart art breakin' apart hearts in

Down for the longest, son peep the list
Radiate enormous, pure performance
Vocal chords the strongest, a or cordless
Hit town, crowds like space shuttle launches

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

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

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