Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Beat

KRS, Talib
What ya Throw your hands up, c'mon
BK to BX and every in between, it's all 7-18 like
Grand Concourse,

We got to the rhyme and the rhyme is so fresh, yo
So what'chu got? 9's and tecs, you no
It's the beat, how you get cake don't matter
It takes heart, the lyrics replaced with the swagger

I stay sharp enough to slash your face a dagger
The been replaced with the rappers
The been replaced with the actors
See how try to stay on the beat
The pig when he walkin' down the street to the beat

of da police
What is the life of a hip hopper, the beats
Peace love unity livin' with the beats
In any endeavor whatever, we will prosper with our

Some cats are real, are impostors with beats
We the realest, livest, the
Crack cocaine, heroin survivors beats
We avoided the cops, we focused on

all we saw was stacks of rhymes written
Elite, way too smart for the system of
We a smart free black man just pisses 'em off

What they like is when we and gloss
Flashin' millions but still takin' a
Bump the beat all in the
yo, I think it's 'bout time to speak

Word, watch me take it there, life ain't no there
yeah, it's crystal clear when Kweli and Kris is here
Searching for the perfect beat, I to East Dayt'
It's crazy and fugazi how they slaves to they date

They try to look away, they're to look inside
Askin' why a guy who look for God up in the sky
Searchin' high and low, the do', inside the drawer
Little did he know that the beat was tryin' to a flow

in limbo, how low can you go?
A punched hole through your stomach like Tylenol
all kinda roll, metaphors and similies
That'll have you doubtin' my abilities

My whole is a spiritual facility
Rock a vest after a lyrical spree
The illest delivery, later for the talk we action
Silence is golden but the is platinum

you rappin 'to the beat
Boom, bap, who's, that? KRS-One bring the beat
The perfect beat we seek that, knowledge of we speak that
We don't speak crap over weak tracks

that, we speak boom bap live in the club
We can and prove that
It ain't old school or new school, true school rap
Beat you 'til you're blue and black, dat

It's beat win again, work the
again, insert the heat
Lookin again for the perfect
look in the book to learn to eat

Write up a hook, learn to
Never be shook, follow the
Forever they look
TK you must

Teachin' 'em how to eat to
They cheap and pimp is pleadin' the Fifth
Bleedin' as if goin' to war
Every time they the crib

and whips, police be peepin' the strip
You see 'em walkin' the
Hoes the pimps who eatin' the shrimps
So John's walkin' the

Lookin' for a face,in each case
Tryin' to get they heartbeat racin' and the dark be tastin'
So delicious, my description so to the beat
lifted right from the sounds
That you hear in the hood you sleep

the beat back
All whackness, we don't need that
You bring the beat back
All that whack garbage, we need that

Bring the beat
All that weakness we need that
Selector, bring the back
Bring the back, selector, listen

Yeah, DJ
Kweli, hip hop