Luyện nghe bài hát When The Beat Comes In

Open the doors, let the in
up the mics, let me speak to them
Victorious when the evening
It all starts when the begins

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
You're now with the show stopper
A-l-i the Brother, "'89's the number"
Fuck "another summer," I'm the world's accurate
Take the roughest cats and get em
Shake awake the dead Lazarus
With narratives, it'm embarrassing
I mean, I'm the but y'all pale in comparison
I'm not arrogant, oh shit, well yeah, I'm
Grab the microphone out your arm so fast I tear a
fashion, give yo soul a spasm
If you don't know someone that knows and ask him
I'm right in of ya, tight muthafuckin mic muzzler
Who might struggle ya, my shit's wild that
There's 8 million to stretch words around beats
And 6 rappers be sharin the same three
But me takin the time to be creative with
Touch your soul till I see it in your face I rhyme
And in the two or three seconds it may take to
I hold a rapper to the flames I make him resign
nobody hold your place in this rhyme, you find a space to recline
You're dead, got to stay breakin spine

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Every father, mother, son and send em to me
Do not approach the ock without your knees
I might be on the but my head's in the streets
We settle the (when the beats commence) --> Run-DMC

[ 2: Brother Ali ]
Ladies and gentlemen, Ali bare the resemblence
Of Moses freein y'all with sentences, venomous
Telling domestic horror
Non-fiction the majestic oratory
Instead of concentratin on the youth naked
I give em the truth naked, proof for the sacred
Unless I'm mistaken there's three kind of people
Black and white people and my people
I MC's and let em' twist in the breeze
I got a funny knack for bringin to their knees
got Christopher Reeve-sized bravery tryin to play with me
Have you in fetal positions shoutin "Get away me!"
Every day I see I wanna slap or strangle
Around they neck disaster dangles, so that's the
Next millennium, same of em are weak
Y'all thinkin y'all can rhyme, don't even from the streets
You got any at all, you mean-mug and retreat
Or end up a human pinada hung from feet
I told you you were tight I had my tongue in my cheek
And you ain't at my team, buddy, our huddle is deep
Born to on beats, I just have it within
If I had any potential I would have to be twins
Cackle and grin when rappers to babble and spit away
Y'all pick a day, the it-day, the off-the-ick day

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[ 3: Brother Ali ]
I'm a desperado, but I guess y'all know that already
My stick-and-move pattern steady
The Bro has dissed rappers of every race
Got em for a "We Are the World" remake
If Ali's please take this opportunity to tell he
To his face, get infrastructure erased
When I flip damn it I'm fly, kick sand in eye
And tell your company to eat a shit sandwich and die
a big teddybear
Till scream, "Stop slammin the car door, that's my fuckin head in there!"
Your teeth are everywhere, I serve family
And write about it in my like I'm Mister Belvedere
I stare in the sky, only at nighttime
Envision endin mission when I write rhymes
History's never a mission quite like mine
And the more try to extinguish it, the more the light shines

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