Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

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

It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, da dro'
Soul trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this blow like a volcano
We get eternal, this is you waitin' for
You try to front and the role
When you like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in your mouth like
I lace the flow on purpose even up the
Of Hip-Hop to that they drop on the radio
Underground classics is what used to say before
Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator
They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then may be slow
We still gonna blow the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Why, my man Dave and Maseo
We all got babies so we embrace the of dough
But y'all know so I ain't gotta say no mo'

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

Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic
It's the we glad you came
Made only for heads, it's infra-red Aim
For a world figure, we got figures to gain
(don't on a nigga)
I ain't Icabod Crane get ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane
Been known to mic spit, per frame
these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane
Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it robotic
the day I came
If you don't know Plug Why is my name
Most recognized leo with my in mane
Matter a fact is simple and Plain
Cuz the I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek 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, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on D
(Let me you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to
When we into the jam we do it wildstyle

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

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the of the ceremonies
emcees (lip professin' emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, 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