Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -

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

[Q-Tip - Verse
I don't they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Midnight on the scene
Geographically earthed in a called Queens
I was formed with my principles, way I
When I used to cool out all the other kids played
'Cause I was way too ill, I would home my
Go out in the park and let my spill
Right there, on Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, would grow on the A-train line
where rappers gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big Pete, Tanya, and Sir ?
When in the heat of the cipher, I was not
For all the casualties of the MCs'
I split the train car like did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' the dead
of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
Bust..

[Busta Rhymes - 2wo]
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack niggaz and wrestle elephants
My respect my benevolence
Comin like missles, the issue is
be the shit you rebel against
Then I sniff out you niggaz that be hidin in - whassup?
And strangle like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
with hazardous weathers and blizzards
as I spit, stickin out my tongue like an
at you corny niggaz, Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back knife (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggaz like food, leavin you
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like some buffalo
If you don't what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
know when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless with diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The {*echoes*}

[Q-Tip:
{*imitating Marley
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right
I don'- look like Raekwon in here
Where at??

[Raekwon - 3hree]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo
The head-long cock block pumpin is
Poison medals on my neck and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Kwanz'
Together we the Chi-Lites to of the O'Jays
One line from this'll you leanin like roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in, is our choice
Brooklyn, Shaolin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
a thousand one goons at the
Certified clients, money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the
Gorillas in Louie hats, the more, the
Take mines, a hunnid nines
We be out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - 4our]
*clears A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though they call me F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time with my week ass
Money on the dinner table like let's eat
And I do it for the killers and the dolla billas
And from now on, I don't you should stunt without a million -
dollars in the bank, I got in the bank
Now yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't stank
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a bullet and a
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the
sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directing it
Other fools it down, I be dissecting it
EVER since I 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 ain't gon give my microphone no more!
'Cause y'all tear it up you get it
Lemme see who you
Now, you have Q-Tip, you Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on
Man, I ain't givin my microphone no mo'
'cause y'all tear it up you get it
I said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...