Luyện nghe bài hát Re:definition

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One two three, Mos Def and Talib
We to rock it on to the tip-top
alliance 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 your play into a
level degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity
Living to get high, you flyer than gravity
We Die Hard the battery done 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 like judo, no
Cause you pseudo, trying to with reality like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling like locks, wipe them teardrops
Chasing stars in your eyes, playing games with your
Now the wives is widows up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living trying
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still
Regardless, the Mos is one of my partners
Rocking since before Prince was called The Artist
before Funkmaster Flex was rocking Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was 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 me to your grandsons
Cats who claiming hard be mad fag
So I run through em like, flood water sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, can't 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, Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy won't turn off at the interim
Born inside the one, day after December 10
These simpletons they mentioning the for feminine
Sweeter than some or danish rings by entammen
up on adrenaline, and get they asses sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well assemble it!
Leave your unit trembling herds of moving elephant
embellishment, follow for your element
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN melanin
than tales of crack peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke
Broader Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot rent who burn down your chief tepee
You see me?

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