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, Star shine eternally
We came to it on to the tip-top
And Hi-Tek make the drop

RE DEFinition, turning your play into a
Exhibit degree 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 gravity
We Die like the battery done 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, trying to compete with like Xerox
Towards destruction you like hair locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, playing with your lives
Now the wives is soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids living they trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
ever since before Prince was called The Artist
Rocker before Funkmaster Flex was Starter
When 'Pac and was still cool before they was martyrs
Life or death, if I'm choosing with every breath I'm
Stop, there a time when you can't run

What, lyrically handsome, call a king's ransom
Jams I write become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move a phantom
You'll talk about me to your
Cats who they hard be mad fag
So I run em like, flood 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, enter a
Where cats will hold a gat to your back, like
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy won't turn off at the interim
inside the winter one, day after 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 herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, for your element
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN melanin
Hotter than of crack peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, like Duke Ellington
Broader than Barrington Levy, me
The hot oppression rent who burn down your chief
You see me?

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