Luyện nghe bài hát Re:definition

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One two three, Mos Def and Kweli
We came to it on to the tip-top
Best in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Star shine eternally
We came to it on to the tip-top
And make the beat drop

RE DEFinition, turning your play a tragedy
Exhibit level on the mic, passionately
is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity
Living to get high, you ain't than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery,
Don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to it to you
You get kicked into like judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, to compete with reality like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling like hair locks, them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, playing with your lives
Now the wives is widows soaking up pillows, weeping like
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking ever since before Prince was 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 every breath I'm enhancing
Stop, there comes a time when you run

What, handsome, call collect a king's ransom
Jams I soon become the ghetto anthem
Way out Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a phantom
You'll talk about me to grandsons
Cats who claiming they be mad fag
So I run em like, flood water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they have
they ship, like Moby Dick, did Ahab
Son I'm way past the minimum, 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 winter one, day December 10
These simpletons they mentioning the synonym for
than some cinnamon or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get they asses to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well assemble it!
Leave your unit trembling like herds of moving
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN melanin
Hotter than tales of crack peddlin, 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot oppression rent who down your chief tepee
You see me?

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