Luyện nghe bài hát Re: Definition

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

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

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

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