Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
{*imitating Marley
I care who first or who last
I just know betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't what chy'all say or what chy'all do
But you got to be finished befo' the is through...

[Q-Tip - One]
I don't they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the +Midnight on the scene
earthed in a place called Queens
I was formed my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the other kids
Cause I was way too ill, I would my skill
Go out in the park and let my spill
there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip from us, me, and
And my, legend would grow on the A-train line
Where rappers would 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 casualties of the dutty
I split the train car like did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
Night of the MCs', the weak ones fled
Bus..

[Busta Rhymes - Two]
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack niggas and wrestle with
My respect my benevolence
Comin like missles, the issue is
Be the shit you can't rebel
Then I sniff out you that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And niggas like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my like an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' wild nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas food, leavin you bleedin
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like buffalo stampedin
If you don't what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless with diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The {*echoes*}

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

- Verse Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock block is easy
Poison medals on my wrists and arms
luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy Kwanz'
Together we the to twists of the O'Jays
One line from miss'll have you leanin like roach
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our
Booklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe the cement
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 cocaine clan in the area
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the
Take mines, take a nines
We be out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

Wayne - Verse Four]
*clears throat* off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So of my time with my next week ass
Money on the dinner table let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla
And now on, I don't think you should stunt without a million -
Dollars in the bank, I got money in the
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy stank
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 me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I it up out of middle America
wanna be in my genital area
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 it up when you get it
Lemme see who you
Now, you have Q-Tip, you have Rhymes
You Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I givin y'all my microphone no mo'
Cause tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin the beats GO...[*echoes*]