Luyện nghe bài hát Theme from Hi-Tek

Attention players, the rules of the game now changed
People are no afraid 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 the Ohio Players
Throw your hands in the air, keep 'em if you with me
The MPC-60 is rare, but it still sound
Kicks and snares take 'em from elsewhere, samples is 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 shine so bright it do be, like lifesigns

The night time is the time for a battle so it's special
When Cats just say your joint is hot, Cats say, "Yo, I respect you"
Put your fist in the air when you the manifesto
You had any prior doubts to my skills, to let go
Hi-Tek, the is right beside the soundgarden
Tracks get in the like heroin the way heads be noddin'
Officially, people love our company like was misery
I'm known to blast MC's with the of history

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

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

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