Luyện nghe bài hát Theme from Hi-Tek

Attention players, the rules of the have now changed
People are no longer of the truth
You call an MC?
Hi-Tek on the boards, Kweli in the
[Incomprehensible], down, yo

Like, oh my God, what do we here?
My man is on fire like the Ohio
Throw your in the air, keep 'em there if you with me
The MPC-60 is rare, but it sound crispy
and snares take 'em from elsewhere, samples is hard to find
We don't just act divine, we are, we walkin' upright, you spine
I don't just write rhymes, I send force through pipelines to like
My light shine so bright it do be, vital lifesigns

The night time is the right for a battle so it's special
When don't just say your joint is hot, Cats say, "Yo, I respect you"
Put your fist in the air you hear the manifesto
You had any prior to my skills, time to let go
Hi-Tek, the beats is right the soundgarden
Tracks get in the vein heroin the way heads be noddin'
Officially, people love our like they was misery
I'm known to blast MC's the cannon of history

Specifically the who forgot where they come from
So the light that they run from like roaches
Whenever the truth
I attack the track ferocious, never my focus
Hold true hip-hop, closest to my heart, and you know this
Nowadays it's and my diagnosis is
To grab the and be the dopest, you can quote this

Niggaz sound they injected with hallogen
You these hollow men no honor when
You bite off than you could chew or could be swallowin'
Sorry man, I ain't got no pity for you to in
Quit hollerin' before you get out with my Solomon's
All the way Lynn Street, to [Incomprehensible]
bringin' you hot shit, aiyyo, we promisin'

'Dissect it on high-tech shit computers wanna bite