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
Best 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
is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity
Living to get high, you ain't flyer than
We Die Hard like the battery done in the 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 into obscurity judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, trying to compete with reality Xerox
destruction you spiraling like hair locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing in your eyes, playing games with your lives
Now the wives is widows soaking up pillows, like willows
mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking ever since before was called The Artist
Rocker before Funkmaster Flex was rocking
When and Biggie was still cool before they was martyrs
or death, if I'm choosing with every breath I'm enhancing
Stop, there comes a time you can't run

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

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