Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
Marley Marl}
I don't who first or who last
I just know y'all betta dis at da drop 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...

- Verse One]
I don't think they heard me, up..
..So we go, now
It be the +Midnight Maurader+ on the
Geographically earthed in a place Queens
I was formed with my principles, way I
When I used to cool out where all the kids played
I was way too ill, I would hone my skill
Go out in the park and let my spill
there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the line
rappers would gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and
When in the heat of the cipher, I was not
For all the of the dutty MCs'
I split the train car Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the
Night of the MCs', the weak ones fled
Bus..

[Busta - Verse Two]
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack niggas and wrestle with
My beloved respect my
Comin missles, the issue is this
Be the shit you rebel against
Then I sniff out you niggas be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with hazardous and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal Planet rap,
Stabbin you in yo' back wild (Ahhhh!)
I hunt and eat you niggas like food, leavin you bleedin
BEATS - the speakers, like some buffalo stampedin
If you understand what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas (Ha ha!)
know when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The {*echoes*}

interlude]
{*imitating Marley
WHOOO, that Busta right there
I don'- look like sendin in here
Where Raekwon

[Raekwon - Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the freezin
The head-long cock block is easy
Poison medals on my neck wrists and
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Kwanz'
Together we the Chi-Lites to twists of the
One line from miss'll have you like roach spray
up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our choice
Booklyn, whylin in the Royces
Old at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the cement
in the buildin, yep and he been
A thousand one at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine in the area
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the
mines, take a hunnid nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Four]
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 with my next week ass
Money on the dinner table like eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla
And from now on, I don't think you stunt without a million -
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 and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the on the minks
Stop sweatin me, you follow me, I'm directin it
Other break it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I made it up out of middle
Err'body be in my genital area
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 Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil on here
Man, I ain't givin y'all my no mo'
Cause y'all it up when you get it
I said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...[*echoes*]