Luyện nghe bài hát Re:definition

What what, what what, what what, what what

One two three, Mos Def and Kweli
We came to rock it on to the
Best in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black Star shine
We came to rock it on to the
And Hi-Tek the beat drop

RE DEFinition, turning play into a tragedy
level degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a
Living to get high, you flyer than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery in the back of me by the mad MC
Who imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
Don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to it to you
You get kicked into obscurity judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, trying to compete with like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling hair locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, playing with your lives
Now the is widows soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living they
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie is still applying
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking ever since before Prince was called The
Rocker before Funkmaster was rocking Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was
Life or death, if I'm choosing every breath I'm enhancing
Stop, there a time when you can't run

What, lyrically handsome, call collect a ransom
Jams I write become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, like a phantom
You'll talk me to your grandsons
Cats who claiming hard be mad fag
So I run through em like, flood water through
is mad, what I got, they can't have
Sinking they ship, Moby Dick, did Ahab
Son I'm way past the minimum, enter a
Where cats hold a gat to your back, like Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy gentlemen won't off at the interim
Born the winter one, day after December 10
These they mentioning the synonym for feminine
Sweeter some cinnamon or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get they sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, then assemble it!
Leave your unit trembling like of moving elephant
embellishment, follow for your element
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN possess
Hotter than tales of peddlin, making 'em woop
Like gelatin, swing like Duke Ellington
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot oppression 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 in hip-hop, wayohh
I said, one two tree, Star shine eternally
We came to rock it on to the
Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is rulin
Talib Kweli is hip-hop
Say we Black we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh
Whoah!