Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -

I don't who first or who last
I just know 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 think heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Midnight Maurader on the
Geographically earthed in a place called
I was with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out all the other kids played
'Cause I was way too ill, I home my skill
Go out in the park and let my chemicals
there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend grow on the A-train line
where rappers would gather to see my 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 car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
Bust..

[Busta Rhymes - 2wo]
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack and wrestle with elephants
My beloved respect my
like missles, the issue is this
be the shit you can't against
Then I out you niggaz that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle niggaz poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with hazardous weathers and
as I spit, stickin out my tongue an iguanlizard
at you corny niggaz, Animal Planet rap,
Stabbin you in yo' wild knife (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
Lyrically I'm goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The {*echoes*}

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

[Raekwon - 3hree]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the freezin
The head-long cock block is easy
Poison medals on my wrists 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 have you leanin roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in, is our choice
Brooklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe the cement
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
a thousand one at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug money and sum'thin up
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the
in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a nines
We be out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to and you mines
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil - Verse 4our]
*clears A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my with my next week ass
Money on the dinner 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 without a million -
in the bank, I got money 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 and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the
Stop sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm it
Other fools break it down, I be it
since I made it up out of middle America
Err'body wanna be in my genital
Butcha stay 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!
'Cause y'all it up when 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'
y'all tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin before the GO...