Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

We don't for Hip-Hop, It lives for us

the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'
Soul rebels up, we got a long way to go
Before this here like a volcano
We get eternal, is what you waitin' for
You try to front and play the
you more like a pimp who pay the ho
With my up in your mouth like fellatio
I the flow on purpose even up the ratio
Of Hip-Hop to that shit they on the radio
Underground classics is what they to say before
Now we the surface quiet like an alligator nose
They hate it, cuz they know if they get it, then they may be slow
We gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Why, my man Dave and Maseo
We all got so we embrace the taste of dough
But y'all already know so I ain't say no mo'

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the masters of the
Blessin' emcees (lip emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on D
(Let me hear you out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to
When we come the jam we do it wildstyle

Yo! I'm for the bain, once I rock the mic plain
the extravaganza we glad you came
Made for them heads, it's infra-red Aim
For a world figure, we got figures to gain
(don't on a nigga)
I ain't Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane
Been known to mic spit, per frame
While these girls throw me plenty jenny to jane
Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, on it future robotic
Since the day I
If you don't know Plug Why is my name
Most recognized leo my size in mane
Matter a track is simple and Plain
Cuz the I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'
We be the same

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha
We got the of the ceremonies
Blessin' (lip professin' emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me hear you out loud) if you're somebody
to party, body to body
When we into the jam we do it wildstyle

Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man
Shoot I've been holdin' these since I was day old
Came to the fact that I've been on the payroll
cold til one day make it hot and fade old
Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out and old
I told them fool before they pass they have to pay
While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' whole, side of greens
Baby yams you know it soul, pre-natal
But they to come spit your way so
So was I to go and say no
emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my man to clamp they like they staples
I'm from LI we take it far as out as
And scrape hoes who'll be to take clothes off (off)
See once you bet it all reflects eternal
You lose rapper on a dept
Y'all need to pay ya

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha
We got the masters of the
Blessin' (lip professin' emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got on lock D
(Let me you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to
we come into the jam we do it wildstyle