Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (LP Version)

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

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

But I be baitin' the rebel base to distort the EQ
The devil's wishin' they could me back to Mogadishu
Cause been wild since I was a juvenile
Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your

Now kids are so I ask the bad black
Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the estimate
Pray tell me when's the revolution will
I on my TV, I check out Farrakhan on CNN see

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

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Aiyyo Praz, the mic and show you got the gift of gab

cast off from here 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 I manifest is very tho-rough
And if you don't believe me ask Freres
Jacques, Freres Jacques
A dorme vous? A dorme

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

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

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Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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

A rapper, disaster, nobody ever told me
"Roxanne, you don't got to 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., they kept me conscious of I was sayin'
Bambaata, Poor Righteous Teacher
Got within myself so it me a Five Percenter

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

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

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

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peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and you got the gift of gab

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