Luyện nghe bài hát Theme from Hi-Tek

Attention players, the of the game have now changed
People are no longer of the truth
You call 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 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 'em from elsewhere, samples is hard to find
We don't just act divine, we are, we walkin' upright, you lack
I don't just write rhymes, I send force through pipelines to minds
My shine so bright it do be, vital like lifesigns

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

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

Niggaz sound like they injected 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 for you to wallow in
Quit hollerin' 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 wanna