Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Rebels

We live for Hip-Hop, It lives for us

It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da
rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this blow like a volcano
We get eternal, is what you waitin' for
You try to front and play the
When you more a pimp who pay the ho
my name up in your mouth like fellatio
I the flow on purpose even up the ratio
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 know if they don't get it, then they may be slow
We gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man and Maseo
We all got babies so we the taste of dough
But y'all already know so I gotta say no mo'

(De La) is need, (Reflection) is whatcha need
We got the masters of the
Blessin' emcees (lip emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got 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

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 such a world figure, we got to gain
(don't on a nigga)
I ain't Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane
Been known to mic spit, per frame
While these girls throw me like jenny to jane
Ain't some old G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic
Since the day I
If you don't Plug Wonder Why is my name
Most recognized leo my size in mane
Matter a fact is simple and Plain
Cuz the complexities I freeze is too to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo'
We be shinin' the

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

Y'all think these challengers is here to a man fold
Shoot been holdin' these joints since I was day old
Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the
Stay cold til one day make it hot and old
til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old
I told them before they pass they have to pay toll
While I've been at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens
Baby yams you know it stay soul,
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 asses like they
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 against eternal
You lose every on a dept
Y'all need to pay ya

(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 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