Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

We live for Hip-Hop, It lives for us

It's the eternalist, burn to this, blaze da dro'
rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this here blow like a
We get eternal, this is you waitin' for
You try to and play the role
When you like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in your like fellatio
I lace the flow on purpose even up the
Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the
Underground classics is they 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 they may be
We still gonna blow like the played by Horatio
The stakes is feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man and Maseo
We all got babies so we embrace the taste of
But y'all know so I ain't gotta say no mo'

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the masters of the
Blessin' (lip professin' emcees)
LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, to body
we come into 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 only for heads, it's infra-red Aim
For such a world figure, we got 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
While these girls 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 Plug Wonder Why is my name
Most recognized leo with my in mane
a fact track is simple and Plain
Cuz the I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo'
We be shinin' the

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

think these challengers is here to make a man fold
Shoot I've been holdin' these 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 sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens
Baby yams you it stay soul, pre-natal
But they to come spit your way so
So was I to go and say no
Right some walking straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my man to clamp they like they staples
I'm from LI we it far as out as naples
And hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)
See you bet it all against reflects eternal
You every rapper on a dept
Y'all to pay ya dues

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the of the ceremonies
Blessin' (lip professin' 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
Party to party, body to
When we come into the jam we do it