Luyện nghe bài hát Re: Definition

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One two three, Mos Def and Talib
We came to rock it on to the
alliance in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black Star shine
We to rock it on to the tip-top
And Hi-Tek make the drop

RE DEFinition, turning your play into a
Exhibit level on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a
to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery done in the of me by the mad MC
Who imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
You get kicked obscurity like judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, trying to compete with reality Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling hair locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing in your eyes, playing games with your lives
Now the wives is widows up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' is dying, kids ain't living they trying
"How to a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my closest
Rocking ever since Prince was called The Artist
before Funkmaster Flex was rocking Starter
When and Biggie was still cool before they was martyrs
Life or death, if I'm choosing with every breath I'm
Stop, there comes a time you can't run

What, lyrically handsome, call collect a ransom
Jams I write become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce mansion, move like a phantom
You'll about me to your grandsons
Cats who they hard be mad fag
So I run em like, flood water through sandbags
Competition is mad, I got, they can't have
Sinking they ship, Moby Dick, did Ahab
Son I'm way past the minimum, enter a
Where cats will hold a gat to your back, Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy gentlemen turn off at the interim
Born inside the winter one, day December 10
These simpletons mentioning the synonym for feminine
than some cinnamon or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get they sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well then it!
Leave unit trembling like herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, for your element
Flatbush settlement, SKIN possess melanin
Hotter than tales of peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot oppression who burn down your chief tepee
You see me?

One two three, Mos Def and Kweli
We to rock it on to the tip-top
Best in hip-hop, wayohh
I said, one two tree, Black Star shine
We came to it on to the tip-top
Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is rulin
Talib is rulin hip-hop
Say we Star we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh
Whoah!