Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Beat

KRS, Talib
ya doin'? Throw your hands up, c'mon
BK to BX and every place in between, all 7-18 like
Concourse, whassup?

We got beats to the and the rhyme is so fresh, yo
So got? 9's and tecs, you no threat
It's the beat, how you get your don't matter
It takes heart, the lyrics been replaced with the

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

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

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

Spittin' all we saw was stacks of written
Elite, way too smart for the of course
We know a smart free black man pisses 'em off

What they like is when we glisten and
Flashin' but still takin' a loss
Bump the all in the street
Talib yo, I think it's 'bout time to

Word, watch me take it there, life no Christmas there
Hell yeah, crystal clear when Kweli and Kris is here
for the perfect beat, I went to East Dayt'
It's and fugazi how they slaves to they release date

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

in limbo, how low can you go?
A punched hole your stomach lining like Tylenol
Spill all kinda roll, and similies
That'll have you doubtin' my competitor's

My whole is a spiritual facility
a vest after a lyrical killing spree
The illest delivery, for the talk we need action
is golden but the violence is platinum

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

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

It's win again, work the street
again, insert the heat
Lookin again for the perfect
Don't in the book to learn to eat

up a hook, learn to speak
Never be shook, the heat
Forever look weak
TK you speak

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

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

Lookin' for a sweet face,in each
Tryin' to get they heartbeat and the dark meat be tastin'
So delicious, my so good to the beat
It's lifted right from the
you hear in the hood when you sleep

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

Bring the beat
All that we don't need that
Selector, bring the beat
Bring the beat back, selector,

Yeah, DJ
Kweli, hip hop