Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (salaam's Remix)

Yo, this is the Fugees, refugees about to 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 come fa tes the rap
Stop the violence and just bring it on,

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

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

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

I'm like the that's flyin' like 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 scarred when they was shootin' on the boulevard

(You got the vocab)
I got the
(Underground got the vocab)
You know we got the
(All my got the vocab)
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 when I rest my is on a pillow
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

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

Watch out now when I choose to
I'm the cipher 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, be selectin', the type of record ah

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

Check it out, 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 don't got to work for no more!" and
Back in the I used to listen to Kool G Rap
Way back when before became gats and

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

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

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

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

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

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