Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -

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

[Q-Tip - 1ne]
I don't think they me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Midnight on the scene
Geographically earthed in a called Queens
I was formed my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the other played
I was way too ill, I would home my skill
Go out in the park and let my spill
Right there, on Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would on the A-train line
where would gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big Pete, Tanya, and Sir ?
in the heat of the cipher, I was not liable
For all the of the dutty MCs'
I split the car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the ones fled
Bust..

[Busta Rhymes - Verse
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack niggaz and wrestle elephants
My beloved respect my
Comin missles, the issue is this
be the you can't rebel against
Then I sniff out you that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back hazardous weathers and blizzards
as I spit, stickin out my tongue an iguanlizard
at you corny niggaz, Animal rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild (Ahhhh!)
While I and eat you niggaz like food, leavin you bleedin
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like buffalo stampedin
If you understand what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with that's buried in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

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

[Raekwon - 3hree]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock pumpin is easy
medals on my neck wrists and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy
we the Chi-Lites to twists of the O'Jays
One line from this'll have you leanin like spray
up on holstery, my boys in, this is our choice
Brooklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old Gold at the Globes, my robe hitin the cement
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
a one goons at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the
in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Verse
throat* A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though they call me Weezy F., you gon let me
So ahead of my time with my week ass
on the dinner table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the and the hundred 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 throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't
You got a and a shank, I got a bullet and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the on the minks
Stop sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm it
Other break it down, I be dissecting it
EVER since I made it up out of middle
Err'body be in my genital area
Butcha better stay away from my barrier
Weezy, baby, out the cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

[Marley-Tip -
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 have Rhymes
You have the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I ain't givin y'all my no mo'
'cause tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a somethin before the beats GO...