Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (LP Version)

Yo, is the Fugees, refugees about to take you on a journey
the dimensions of The Booga Basement, The Basement, word
Hey yo, one two three, the is called ReFugees
And if you fa tes the rap stylee
Stop the violence and just it on, wild

Hey yo I, kind of melancholy people think they really know me
I keep a about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
I pay the fighting for my own soul
'Cause the bourgeoisie type of mental like a flat comb

But I be baitin' the rebel base to distort the EQ
The devil's wishin' they send me back to Mogadishu
Cause I've been wild I was a juvenile
profile, back when righteous rap was your style

Now kids are whylin' so I ask the bad
bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate then
Pray me when's the revolution will begin?
I turn on my TV, I check out on CNN see

I'm like the phantom that's flyin' the bird do
And things you never heard I come from the suburbs
to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin' on the

(You got the vocab)
I got the
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You we got the vocab
(All my got the vocab)
Yeah, we got the
Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and you got the gift of gab

Then cast off from to Mexico
You see my four-five-six a-be my
And when I rest my is on a pillow
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

You see the skills I manifest is very
And if you believe me ask Freres Jacques
Freres Jacques, Freres
A dorme vous? A vous?

Watch out now when I choose to
I'm forming the cipher fly to the Five Percenter
is born, to all beginners
Cast the stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ah

Say, our Father, who art in
Forgive the foolish rapper for he not how Fugee be steppin'
Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff to the
DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah

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I got the
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You know they got
(Brooklyn got the vocab)
We got the
Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and you got the gift of gab

it out, here we go
Back in Eighty-three, no one to be nappy
I on my TV, it's a dreadlock for free
Kill the gimmick it's nonsense, it's no or value

A rapper, disaster, ever told me that
"Roxanne, you got to work for money no more!" and
Back in the I used to listen to Kool G Rap
Way back before guns became gats and

Run-DMC used to ask Mary was she
I loved P.E., kept me conscious of what I was sayin'
Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
Got within so it made me a Five Percenter

Say La-di-da-di, we like to but
My jam was BDP, My Philosophy
Say Flash, MC Melle Mel
Then LL Cool J came Rock the Bells

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Like got the moon, like the men who got the blue
Like the Fu got the Manchu, got the Zulu
got the Honolulu

I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you stop
You do the rock-rock hip-hop through be-bop
be-bop to bee-bee

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I got the
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You know they got the
(Black got the vocab)
Word, we got the
peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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Yeah, we got the
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You know got the vocab
(Uptown got the vocab)
Yeah, they got the
Aiyyo, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

(DC got the vocab)
Word, got the vocab
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Aiyy, I know y'all got the
(Oakland got the vocab)
Word, they got the
Aiyyo, sisters the mic and show you got the gift of gab