Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop

You say one for the treble, two for the
on y'all let's rock this!
You say one for the treble, two for the
on!

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into
Now let it fall,
My restlessness is my
It's hard to really and sit still
Committed to page, I rhymes
won't finish for days
Scrutinize my literature, the large to the miniature
I add-minister
Subtract the
Selector, wheel it back, I'm that
(Ha ha ha) the core to the perimeter black,
You the motto
Stay even in staccato
(Mos Def) Full blooded, throttle
Breathe deep inside the trunk
There's the hum, young man you from
Brooklyn one
son, speaking in the native tongue
I got my eyes on (there it is)
you still try to follow where it is
I'm on the Ave where it lives and
Violently,
so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
Embrace the bass with my ink fingertips
Used to speak the king's
But caught a on my lips
So now my chat just dis
Long range from the (switch)
Move an apparition
to the ground with ammunition (chi-chi-chi-POW)
Move from the gate, voice on your tape
Putting food on your
crews can relate
Who your fate (yo)
We went from cotton
To chain gang line
To
To
Blues people got the chip stock option
man, got the whole world watching
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All over map
I'm big props, with this thing called hip hop
Where you can either get or get shot
When your product in
The fair-weather flock
your chart position drop
Then the calls,
Chill for a
Let's see who tops
Snatch your spot
Don't gas ock
The industry just a better built cell
A long way from the tops
And the bells L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock)

Hip Hop is prosecution
The out of settlement
Ad space for
Sick without
Luxury tenements the skyline
It's low getting tree-top high
Here a back water remedy
Bitter intent to
A E felony
Facing the death
Stimulant and sedative, repetitive
Violently competitive, a school
The break beats you get with
on time and
Hip Hop went from crack to smoking it
for loneliness
Remind me of Thelonius and
Propers to B-Boys busy
The snap shot
The working man's
A two snack box
beneath the crack spot
Olympic sponsor of the glock
Gold in the back shot
From the sovereign state of the
farmers have trouble with cash crops
It's all city like two
Hip Hop simply amaze you
you, pay you
Do you say do
But black, it can't you