Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
{*imitating Marley
I don't who first or who last
I know y'all 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 One]
I think they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the +Midnight on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place Queens
I was formed my principles, way I displayed
When I used to out where all the other kids played
I was way too ill, I would hone my skill
Go out in the and let my chemicals spill
Right there, on Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, would grow on the A-train line
Where rappers would gather to see my blowin nicks and
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 the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the ones fled
Bus..

[Busta - Verse Two]
Yo, yo, God body, wise
Smack and wrestle with elephants
My respect my benevolence
Comin missles, the issue is this
Be the shit you rebel against
I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes - whassup?
And strangle niggas poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, out my tongue like an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas 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 gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know when I spit, I be 'em
Countless money with diamonds that's in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

[Q-Tip:
Marley Marl}
WHOOO, that Busta right there
I don'- like sendin Raekwon in here
Raekwon at??

[Raekwon - Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the freezin
The head-long cock pumpin 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 twists of the
One from miss'll have you leanin like roach spray
up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our choice
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, drug and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine in the area
Guerrillas in hats, the more, the merrier
mines, take a hunnid nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never
Try to and you mines
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Four]
*clears A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though they me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time my next week ass
Money on the table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid billas
And from now on, I don't think you should without a million -
Dollars in the bank, I got money in the
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' don't 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
sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools break it down, I be it
EVER since I it up out of middle America
Err'body wanna be in my genital
Butcha better stay away my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, out the Cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

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