Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
Marley Marl}
I don't who first or who last
I just y'all betta rock 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...

[Q-Tip - Verse
I don't think heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the +Midnight on the scene
earthed in a place called Queens
I was with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to cool out where all the other played
Cause I was way too ill, I would my skill
Go out in the park and let my chemicals
Right there, on Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would on the A-train line
Where rappers gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and
When in the of the cipher, I was not libel
For all the casualties of the MCs'
I split the train car Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones
Bus..

[Busta Rhymes - Two]
Yo, yo, God body, wise
Smack and wrestle with elephants
My beloved respect my
Comin like missles, the issue is
Be the shit you can't against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes -
And strangle niggas like poisonous octopuses - the fuck up!
Back hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue like an iguana
At you corny niggas, Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas food, leavin you bleedin
- rattle the speakers, like some buffalo stampedin
If you don't understand I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
know when I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with diamonds buried in Jerusalem
The {*echoes*}

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

[Raekwon - Verse
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the freezin
The cock block pumpin is easy
medals on my neck wrists and arms
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 leanin like roach
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our
Booklyn, Shaolin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the
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 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 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
Money on the table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla
And from now on, I don't think you should without a million -
in the bank, I got money in the bank
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' 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
sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools break it down, I be it
EVER since I made it up out of middle
Err'body be in my genital area
Butcha better stay away my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, out the Cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

- Outro]
MAN, I ain't gon y'all my microphone no more!
Cause tear it up when you get it
Lemme see who you
Now, you have Q-Tip, you Busta Rhymes
You Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I ain't y'all my microphone no mo'
y'all tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin before the GO...[*echoes*]