Luyện nghe bài hát Theme from Hi-Tek

Attention players, the of the game have now changed
People are no afraid of the truth
You call an MC?
on the boards, Kweli in the booth
[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 is rare, but it still 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 pipelines to like minds
My light shine so bright it do be, like lifesigns

The night is the right time for a battle so it's special
When Cats don't just say your joint is hot, say, "Yo, I respect you"
Put your fist in the air when you hear the
You had any doubts 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, love our company like they was misery
I'm known to MC's with the cannon of history

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

Niggaz like they injected with hallogen
You followin' these hollow men no honor
You off more than you could chew or could be swallowin'
Sorry man, I got no pity for you to wallow in
hollerin' before you get stomped out with my Solomon's
All the way from Lynn Street, to
Always bringin' you hot shit, aiyyo, we

'Dissect it on more high-tech shit computers bite