Luyện nghe bài hát Theme from Hi-Tek

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

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

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

Specifically the who forgot where they come from
So it's the light that they run like roaches
Whenever the approaches
I the track ferocious, never lose my focus
this 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 men no honor when
You bite off more than you could or could be swallowin'
Sorry man, I ain't got no for you to wallow in
Quit hollerin' you get stomped out with my Solomon's
All the way Lynn Street, to [Incomprehensible]
bringin' you hot shit, aiyyo, we promisin'

'Dissect it on more high-tech computers wanna bite