Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Indeed

E: Hey Defari, what's goin' down
D: Hey yo what's up
E: Ah man, nuttin' much, i'm just sittin' here man
sippin on somethin', to figure out why the fuck
in hip-hop is so confused these days, man
D: Man, brothers walkin' around confused they get so many
images
E: I know man, they don't know which way to this music, man
they forgot the real of this shit, man, we about
to let them know, now

The of time it takes me to write a hundred rhymes
Be about the amount it takes you to count a dimes
It's all a hundred, like hundred i'm scorin'
Like hundred dollar bills that I chill for storin'
Or storage, mad niggas straight be pourage
Straight soup, we be protein that get up in yo' splein
Uh, make you clench ya'
Hard work in many ways, seven days a week
Hard beats, E-Swift magnifique for the
And Herut, true lyrically complete
(singing) perfect combination
Firmly holdin' down firm ground for future
Quick to 'em, these super-heavyweights
And just when you think that over we regenerate
Like gamma, from ninja scroll, we like cable
Steady watch these card emcees fold

Yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the
Yet still i remain a Likwit emcee
And now you wonder why definately
*scratches* i'm keepin it hardcore for the
(Repeat)

The skills i posess are never less than
My thoughts are concrete, hard like steel
My know how i feels (what?)
Yo, i was to rotate and get juggled on Technic wheels
They say hold it down 'fari, it down
I say "Don't worry baby, I'm for another round"
Whether it's a rhyme, or whether a drink
Me and the mic go together paper and ink, in perfect sync
every raw-deal beat
A lot of run a couple laps, i'm runnin' track meets
The pilot, put the mic to the test
I walk the without a bodyguard or bulletproof vest

No stress indeed hip-hop has changed the century
Yet still i remain a true emcee
And now you wonder why most
*scratches* i'm keepin' it for the hardcore
(Repeat)

E: exactly what i'm talkin' about man,
know what i'm sayin',real lyrics, beats
man, raw from the streets, shit that got us here today
is get us over tomorrow, man,
man you gotta kick some more shit, man that
D: It ain't

Ay yo, quench ya with this lyrical burst
In the form of a verse rehearse
Somebody get a nurse, for this emcee, got bad injuries
Fuckin' the D-to the-E-F-A-da-R-Iced
star be at the bar
I recollect, then i French connect with Grand
Or Moniet, this nigga Herut LA
City of the Golden State, land of the sunny
Too many niggas actin' funny
Money plays a big part when suddenly mixed with jumpin'
They rearrange they whole immagery, they
Photography, they movie-make type,
Hey yo i'm not impressed or
I roll with the black John and blast full throttle
With a of Hen i worldwind
Defari in this with fitness the very end
And even then i'll begin
A lyrical tri-athlete here to shine the millenium

Yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the
Yet still i remain a Likwit emcee
And now you wonder why most
*scratches* i'm keepin' it for the hardcore
(Repeat 3x)

mixed with chorus till fade*