Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

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

It's the eternalist, y'all to this, blaze da dro'
Soul trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this here like a volcano
We get eternal, this is what you for
You try to front and play the
you more like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in your mouth fellatio
I lace the flow on purpose even up the
Of Hip-Hop to that shit drop on the radio
Underground is what they used to say before
Now we break the quiet like an alligator nose
hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn by Horatio
The stakes is three high 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 so I ain't gotta say no mo'

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

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

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

Y'all think these challengers is to make a man fold
Shoot I've holdin' these joints since I was day old
Came to confirm the fact I've been on the payroll
Stay til one day make it hot and fade old
til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old
I told them fool before they pass have to pay toll
While I've sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens
yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal
But they want to spit your way so
So was I to go and say no
Right emcees walking straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my man to they asses like they staples
I'm LI we take it far as out as naples
And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take off (off)
See you bet it all against reflects eternal
You lose rapper on a dept
Y'all to pay ya dues

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