Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
{*imitating Marley
I don't care who first or who
I just y'all 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 befo' the music is through...

[Q-Tip - One]
I don't think heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Maurader+ on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place 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 hone my skill
Go out in the park and let my chemicals
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the A-train
rappers 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 dutty
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 weak fled
Bus..

[Busta Rhymes - Verse
Yo, yo, God body, wise
Smack niggas and wrestle elephants
My beloved my benevolence
Comin like missles, the is this
Be the shit you can't against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be in bushes - whassup?
And niggas like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back with weathers and blizzards
As I spit, out my tongue like an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Planet rap, Wildlife
you in yo' back wild nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas like food, you bleedin
BEATS - rattle the speakers, like some stampedin
If you don't 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 Marl}
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right
I don'- look sendin Raekwon in here
Raekwon at??

[Raekwon - Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny Walker neck up in the freezin
The head-long block pumpin is easy
Poison medals on my neck wrists and
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 like roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my in Mrs., our choice
Booklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old at the Golden Globes, my robe hitin the cement
Chef in the buildin, yep and he
A one goons at the Rumba
Certified clients, drug money and up giants
Yo, the Tarzan cocaine clan in the area
Guerrillas in hats, the more, the merrier
Take mines, take a nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Four]
*clears A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though they call me 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 and the hunnid dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt a million -
Dollars in the bank, I got in the bank
Now yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't stank
You got a and a shank, I got a bullet and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the
Stop sweatin me, you follow me, I'm directin it
Other break it down, I be dissectin it
since I made it up out of middle America
Err'body wanna be in my genital
Butcha better stay away from my chemical
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 tear it up when you get it
see who you have
Now, you Q-Tip, you have Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on
Man, I ain't givin my microphone no mo'
y'all tear it up when you get it
I said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...[*echoes*]