Luyện nghe bài hát Unified Rebelution

Party people, are you me?
Are you with me party (Repeat 4x)

To the beat y'all, and you stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your pop
Ah to the tic toc, tic tic, tic
and direct is the rebels of rhythm
On radio, turn up the stereo, cause it's working

Well I'm the coolest of the cool and call me Akil
Hip-hop fanatic busting windmills
And I'm the king of all things
Creates the ill scene for Robin to bring
I'm funky fresh, I got and finesse
>From the to the South to the East and the West
And if the roof's on fire put the pen to the
A fade with the J it's the live
And from shore to shore and sea to sea
And everwhere that we go we're in the to be

Like that, the house
To my man Cut Chemist, rocks the
To my man Charlie 2na, the house
And to my Nu-Mark, rocks the house
And to my man Marc 7even, the house
And to my Hani, rocks the house
And to my brother Kalil, the house
And to my Faru, turning it out

Now the world move to the beat of just one drum
So it might be right for you, it might not be right for
So come one, all (hey) big or small
Cause I'm guaranteed to rock y'all out of drawers
Biting MC's get lockjaw
I'm not Volume T, but I'm harder than all
And just in case you forget the way we will be it
>From here the next time flexing with the fat rhymes
One time prime time with the fatness
Many shades of cream, hip styles of blackness
Match this, never practice perfect
Sharp like the edge on a blade curved
Serve Yes, but only when fresh
So you don't have to guess the
Dip dip diver,
On the rise, the committee's and will disguise the truth
Of the matter we're sick of the chatter
The data we pitter we'll splatter just like a platter
Infected uncontrollably, follow me, on go with me
you know it be Tuna and Marc 7even
Heaven does us, put here to sedate us
Make us in His with with ?glimmage?
perfect we're tripping, by a force unseen
But we divulged its presence, so this rap goes to the essence
Lessons have been written from the end, but you're to see
Kalil in community, of rhythm unity

Yeah, and you stop
You got the rhythm that makes fingers pop (Repeat 2x)

It 1 2 3, 3 2 1
An apple to a pear to a to a plum
Listen to the drum, it make your ears numb?
Here it comes, here it comes, here it kiddy comes

I'm independent, good to the
Never in my life been to the VD
me but I'm not a lieutenant
Down Nu-Mark and my man Cut Chemist
My is Marc 7even, yes indeed
And ain't MC that can touch my tree
Down with and the rebels three
Grab the microphone and your seed
And the for me to get bent
And the spot was never hit if I leave a fingerprint
X the with colonial combat
Eating steak and shit in the house of wax
And uh like ????? don't ever think of me
Never gun-packing because that if I like to
With not a dimwit over somewhat (why?)
Brothers holding me back, I'm about to go nuts, man

Niggas know I paid my dues and
I'm about to the fuck up because I refuse to quit
And this one is dedicated to the crews bit
I'm to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit
I'm tired of keeping my trust and used and shit
I'm about to blow the up because I refuse to quit
It doesn't matter who's fatter, who's wack, or who's
I'm to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit