Luyện nghe bài hát Proceed III

Rock on, to the break of
Freak on to the morn
and Sue-kwon, you got it goin on
To my man Big Shawn, you got it on, now, yo
You got The in the house
We also got in the house, representin lovely
With you ears now
It's flavor you believe as we proceed

I shall... proceed... and continue... to the mic (2X)

Verse One: B

Let's, all the small talk, and just elaborate
The Roots collaborate I see as rather great
How the generate, whole crews disintergrate
when I
As if in the course flow intensive force
You best to go and check your about my textual course
Simplicity, it sounds complex, you might it
But you critique it you can kiss it
I'm assissting fire force that statistics
When identify niggaz you'll feel no sympathi
My send you on a permanent excursion
I never decide when your lifespan was submergin
My style is urban not surburban I'm splurgin
these MC's I wash more than detergent
I can split the Red Sea but
heed, illadelph style as I proceed

Verse Bahamadia

hits the melodies mellowly
Brand new, funk doobie, with the tactics
when I Raw, like Dice, nice
the flavor, Do You Want More?!!!??!
Of the Organix,
Eargasmatic, from Distortion to
Automatic,
I'm at it
So hand me the micraphones like they did Illmatic
One time for the
Rhyme be coming from an illadelph of mind
The is not whole or half time
all the time, and I shall
I'm movin on baby, I proceed
To remain, on point like an infrared
Succeed, in chasing out the ultraviolet
No Mas Shorty, 'cause it's all about me

Verse Three: Black

and handsome, holdin MC's for ransome
Thoughts command some, is this, a
Crews I mangle, y'all my anthem ain't the Star Spangled
I hit you from the most bizarre angle,
visions of my mind conceive
Motivatin me to acheive as I must
when I the train, traumatized to maintain
but back, the tracks can relax the brain
I got to deal with on this intelligent plain
Servin as a
to the I live a High Life like Miller
Me and the mic's
Respect recognize with mind beyond
Limitless when I bless the mic with
Dialect never weak, y'all know Tarik
From seven-fifth Snider Ave. got the flavor you
For the ingredients indeed so to the lead I proceed

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