Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (LP Version)

Yo, this is the Fugees, refugees about to take you on a
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
Stop the violence and just it on, wild

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

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

Now are whylin' so I ask the bad black
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 that's flyin' like the bird do
And things you heard plus I come from the suburbs
Word to God, I heard you're acting kind of
And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin' on the

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

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

You see the skills I is very tho-rough
And if you don't believe me ask Freres
Jacques, Freres Jacques
A dorme vous? A vous?

out now when I choose to speak
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 know how Fugee be
Correct and, stopped and kept in, respect to the
DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah

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We got the
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, a dreadlock for free
Kill the it's nonsense, it's no sense or value

A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that
"Roxanne, you don't got to for money no more!" and
Back in the I used to listen to Kool G Rap
Way back when before became gats and

used to ask Mary was she buggin'?
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 to party but
My jam was BDP, My Philosophy
Say Grandmaster Flash, MC Mel
Then LL Cool J came with Rock the

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Like Apollo got the moon, like the men who got the
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 rock-rock hip-hop through be-bop
be-bop to bee-bee

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You know they got the
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Word, we got the
Aiyyo peeps, grab the mic and show you got the of gab

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You know got the vocab
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Yeah, got the vocab
Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and you got the gift of gab

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