Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Beat

KRS, Talib
What ya doin'? Throw hands up, c'mon
BK to BX and every place in between, it's all like
Concourse, whassup?

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 your cake don't
It heart, the lyrics been replaced with the swagger

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's beat win again, the street
Movin' again, insert the
Lookin for the perfect beat
Don't look in the book to to eat

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, DJ
Kweli, hip hop