Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -

I don't care who first or who
I just y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't care what chy'all say or what do
But you got to be finished the music is through...

- Verse 1ne]
I don't they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Midnight on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place Queens
I was with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the kids played
'Cause I was way too ill, I home my skill
Go out in the park and let my spill
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I my mark
Two dudes, would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the line
where rappers would gather to see my blowin and dimes
It was me, Big Pete, Tanya, and Sir ?
When in the of the cipher, I was not liable
For all the of the dutty MCs'
I the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones
Bust..

[Busta - Verse 2wo]
Yo, yo, God body, wise
Smack niggaz and wrestle elephants
My respect my benevolence
Comin like missles, the issue is
be the shit you can't rebel
Then I sniff out you niggaz that be in bushes - whassup?
And niggaz like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with hazardous weathers and
as I spit, stickin out my tongue like an
at you corny niggaz, Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggaz like food, leavin you
BEATS - rattle the speakers, some buffalo stampedin
If you understand what I'm sayin
I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with that's buried in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

interlude]
{*imitating Marl}
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right
I don'- look like sendin in here
Where at??

[Raekwon - Verse
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo
The head-long cock block is easy
Poison medals on my wrists and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy
we the Chi-Lites to twists of the O'Jays
One from this'll have you leanin like roach spray
up on holstery, my boys in, this is our choice
Brooklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
a one goons at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug and sum'thin up giants
Yo, the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area
in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a hunnid
We be runnin out of rhymes, bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Verse
*clears throat* off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time with my week ass
Money on the table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt without a -
dollars in the bank, I got money in the
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a bullet and a
I got fur, in my boots, and the on the minks
Stop me, you should follow me, I'm directing it
fools break it down, I be dissecting it
EVER I made it up out of middle America
Err'body wanna be in my genital
Butcha better away from my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, out the cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

- Outro]
MAN, I gon give y'all my microphone no more!
y'all tear it up when you get it
Lemme see who you
Now, you Q-Tip, you have Busta Rhymes
You Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I ain't givin my microphone no mo'
'cause tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin before the GO...