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 yourself an MC?
on the boards, Kweli in the booth
[Incomprehensible], down, yo

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

The night time is the right time for a battle so special
When Cats don't say your joint is hot, Cats 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, people love our company like was misery
I'm to blast MC's with the cannon of history

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

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

'Dissect it on more shit computers wanna bite