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 came to rock it on to the
And Hi-Tek make the beat

RE DEFinition, turning your play into a
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 than gravity
We Die like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest of flattery, actually
be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
You get kicked into obscurity judo, no Menudo
you pseudo, trying to compete with reality like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling like hair locks, them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, games with your lives
Now the wives is widows soaking up pillows, weeping willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, ain't living they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Lynch is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking ever before Prince was called The Artist
Rocker Funkmaster Flex was rocking Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was
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 collect a king's
Jams I soon become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, like a phantom
You'll talk about me to your
Cats who claiming hard be mad fag
So I run through em like, flood water sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they can't
Sinking they ship, like Moby Dick, did
Son I'm way the minimum, enter a millennium
Where cats hold a gat to your back, like Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy gentlemen turn off at the interim
Born inside the one, day after December 10
These simpletons they mentioning the synonym for
Sweeter than some or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get they asses to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well assemble it!
Leave your trembling like herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your
From Flatbush settlement, possess melanin
Hotter tales of crack peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot oppression rent who burn down chief tepee
You see me?

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