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 finished befo' the is through...

- Verse One]
I think they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Maurader+ on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called
I was formed 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
there, on Farmers 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 would 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 car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones
Bus..

[Busta Rhymes - Verse
Yo, yo, God body, wise
niggas and wrestle with elephants
My beloved my benevolence
like missles, the issue is this
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 with hazardous and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue like an iguana
At you corny niggas, Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas like food, leavin you
BEATS - rattle the speakers, some buffalo stampedin
If you don't understand I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know I spit, I be seducin 'em
money with diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

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

- Verse Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo
The head-long block pumpin is easy
Poison medals on my neck and arms
Louie 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 like roach spray
up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our choice
Booklyn, Shaolin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
A one goons at the Rumba
clients, drug money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area
in Louie hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a hunnid
We be out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil - Verse Four]
*clears throat* off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time my next week ass
Money on the dinner table like let's eat
And I do it for the killers and the hunnid dolla
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt without a -
Dollars in the bank, I got in the bank
Now throw yo' in the air if yo' pussy don't stank
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a bullet and a
I got fur, in my boots, and the on the minks
Stop me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
fools break it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I made it up out of America
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"

[Marley-Tip -
MAN, I ain't gon 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 Busta 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*]