Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it, it

We are the ultimate,
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock, c'mon

Yo my definition is a for hire
My vocal's a passport that expire
The crowd loud fifty rounds of gun fire
Screamin' out "The Roots" while I balance the wire

Yo, expert in this profession, the
In 1987, I up with the question
Eleven later we shared crop wit Geffen
In musical hell, but hip-hop forever

My thoughts, interwoven and like Beethoven
This foul so filled of shit is like a clogged up colon
Swollen with that got stolen
Fake-ass cops, uncontrollable men

Torture, blood flow bodies of water
Fathers assaultin' they own daughter
Out of sync, order like a puzzle
In the land of the unseen hand that juggle

In a game of life, yo hard to roll a double
times, take lives and separate couples
Kids thinkin' they grown, tellin' moms, "Fuck you"
Under they breath, livin' in the times left

the imagery strep, across the sky like a canvas
And the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darkness
to set it off, let's spark this
Switzerland, let's this

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate it
We are the ultimate, it, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)

(Rock-rockin' it)

(Rock-rockin' it)

Yo my is the lyricist for hire
You couldn't have a clue, about to transpire
The books I buy live I acquire
The Fifth, similar to ghetto choir

We the whole states plus record
In buds, trip that was a prisoner in war
the corridor, seal it, no floor
But I could see the was a mile aboard

To the bottom, electrical for rhymes
I said, "I got 'em", Guess it kinda presented a problem
I understood, they said, "Let him go"
I woke up, though we to London, Heathrow

And now with a past, fuckin' with patrol
I'm it out, I'm leakin' with my people
Hit the studio, spread information
In daze of fogged the education

Illa-Fifth to Switzerland destination
The Roots du journ, go check the
The dictionary of topics, far from Ebonics
The Fifth Dynast, they can't stop it, yo Zurlich keep it tight heed
While The Roots Crew smoke

Yo, we are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, say
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, c'mon, c'mon, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it, they go