Luyện nghe bài hát Young, Gifted and Black

So out of the mercy of
And the law written in our
We call an individual into
And that individual, I make, no apologies
For what I'm to say

Rough, rugged and real, you're on
To obey, okay, so let the man
Words of rapture you have to capture
And I slapped ya with the hand full of literature
That's def fresh hype choice smooth and raw
Rappers I replace, rub out, and
you must be on freebase
Smokin' or chokin', to be broken

Man, get damn hands off the mic that I'm chokin'
I got a strangehold
You're still cold off the for the role you stole
Rhymes you yell out, but you did sell out
Crossed-over, lost here, now get the hell out
I'm not a pop star, 'n' roller
I'm a rebel, blessed, to hold a
Mic like a hammer, and grammar

Treat a like a wrestler, and body slam him
Those who dispute get treated just like a
get the boot and played like a flute
So just mute, don't even whisper
Open mouth to speak and I'm diss ya
and dog, put you in the morgue
Because you're confetti and not ready to rock steady
In words, you're half-steppin'

Tiptoein', get goin', because my
Is not a nine, an uzi or a
But it come to hype rhymes I got one
Just like the album is still the
Long live the Kane, a damn thing changed
I still get ill and kill at will and build the
To fill your grill so tell me you're real
We beats, you sue and try to fight us

Man, you still be with arthritis
If we didn't revive em, back alive
Old beats that we appreciated, you survive
You'd be another to us
Ashes to ashes and to dust
So understand, the way I live
That's positive and the I got to give
It's a for you and me, I'm talkin' 'bout P.E.A.C.E.

The chosen one that has turned a new
I got teeth, and they don't chew beef
No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my
The Kane fallin' victim? Sucker, you
I flow like water, slaughter, put you out of order, ya
Rappers are raggin' and taggin' and and braggin'
To be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last
the knack to attract the pack
So just get back, I'm young, gifted and

And just go with the flow you
In the place to be my man Marley Marl
Sendin' out to Divine Force
Can't forget my main man D
And to my brothers EPMD
And to my man Ice-T on the West Coast
Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two
I say,