Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

We live for Hip-Hop, It lives for us

It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, da dro'
rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this here blow a volcano
We get eternal, this is you waitin' for
You try to front and the role
you more like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in mouth like fellatio
I lace the on purpose even up the ratio
Of to that shit they drop on the radio
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 get it, then they may be slow
We still gonna like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' De La Soul
So I got Why, my man Dave 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 need, (Reflection) is whatcha need
We got the of the ceremonies
Blessin' emcees (lip emcees)
From LI to to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me hear you out loud) if you're somebody
to party, body to body
When we come into the jam we do it

Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic
It's the we glad you came
Made for them heads, it's infra-red Aim
For such a world figure, we got figures to
(don't on a nigga)
I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass 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 memory lane, been on it future robotic
the day I came
If you don't know Plug Why is my name
recognized leo with my size in mane
Matter a fact track is simple and
Cuz the I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'
We be shinin' the

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is 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 somebody
to party, body to body
When we come the jam we do it wildstyle

think these challengers is here to make a man fold
Shoot been holdin' these joints since I was day old
Came to the fact that I've been on the payroll
Stay cold til one day make it hot and old
til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old
I told them fool before they they have to pay toll
While I've been sittin' at the eatin' steak whole, side of greens
Baby yams you it stay soul, pre-natal
But want 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 they asses like they staples
I'm LI we take it far as out as naples
And hoes who'll be willing 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)
LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek 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 into the jam we do it