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
alliance in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black shine eternally
We came to it on to the tip-top
And Hi-Tek make the drop

RE DEFinition, turning your play a tragedy
Exhibit level degree on the mic,
Niggas is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a
Living to get high, you ain't flyer gravity
We Die Hard the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery,
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, to compete with reality like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling hair locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, games with your lives
Now the wives is widows soaking up pillows, like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking ever since Prince was called The Artist
Rocker before 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 when you can't run

What, lyrically handsome, call collect a ransom
Jams I write soon become the anthem
Way out like Wayne's mansion, move like a phantom
You'll talk about me to your
Cats who claiming they be mad fag
So I run through em like, water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, can't have
Sinking they ship, like Moby Dick, did
Son I'm way past the minimum, enter a
Where cats will a gat to your back, like Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy won't turn off at the interim
Born inside the winter one, day December 10
These simpletons they mentioning the for feminine
Sweeter than cinnamon or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get they asses sent to
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well then it!
Leave your trembling like herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, for your element
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN melanin
Hotter than tales of crack peddlin, making 'em
Like blue gelatin, swing like Ellington
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot oppression rent who burn your chief 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 shine eternally
We came to rock it on to the
Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is hip-hop
Talib Kweli is rulin
Say we Black Star we rule
Whoah!