Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

We don't live for Hip-Hop, It 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 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 flow on purpose up the ratio
Of Hip-Hop to that shit they on the radio
classics is what they used to say before
Now we break the surface quiet an alligator nose
They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then may be slow
We still blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La
So I got Wonder Why, my man and Maseo
We all got babies so we the taste of dough
But y'all already so I ain't gotta say no mo'

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the of the ceremonies
emcees (lip professin' emcees)
From LI to 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
When we into the jam we do it wildstyle

Yo! I'm for the bain, once I rock the mic plain
It's the we glad 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 hard cuz we raw like Kane
Been known to mic spit, per frame
While these girls throw me plenty like to jane
Ain't some old school G memory lane, been on it future robotic
Since the day I
If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my
Most recognized leo with my size in
a fact track is simple and Plain
Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo'
We be shinin' the

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is need
We got the masters of the
emcees (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
we come into the jam we do it wildstyle

Y'all think these 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
cold til one day make it hot and fade old
Continue til I'm dyin, out gray and old
I told them before they pass they have to pay toll
While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of
Baby yams you know it stay soul,
But they to come spit your way so
So was I to go and say no
Right emcees some straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my man to clamp asses like they staples
I'm LI we take it far as out as naples
And scrape hoes who'll be to take clothes off (off)
See once you bet it all against reflects
You lose every rapper on a
need to pay ya dues

(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha
We got the masters of the
Blessin' emcees (lip 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
to party, body to body
When we into the jam we do it wildstyle