Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (LP Version)

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

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

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

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

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

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You we got the vocab
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Yeah, we got the
Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

Then cast off from to Mexico
You see my four-five-six a-be my
And when I my head 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 Jacques
Freres Jacques, Jacques
A vous? A dorme vous?

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 be steppin'
Correct and, stopped and kept in, respect to the
DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah

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I got the
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You know got vocab
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We got the
Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the of gab

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

A rapper, disaster, nobody told me that
"Roxanne, you got to work for money no more!" and
Back in the days I to listen to Kool G Rap
Way back when before became gats and

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

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

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

I got the rap lieu, so you don't stop
You do the from hip-hop through be-bop
From to bee-bee

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Word, we got the
Aiyyo peeps, the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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You know y'all got the
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Yeah, they got the
Aiyyo, bros the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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