Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Move

Um, um, woo, DAMN! WOO!

Yo, yo

[Chorus 1 -
Let me some noddin, fists pumpin, feet stompin
Ass shakin, necks breakin, earthquakin - MOVE!
Fuck a battle, we got nothin to prove - MOVE!
Fakts One the people with the groove - LET'S MOVE!

[Mr.
Hard tracks, remind me of blacks scarred backs
are facts, drownin in the swamp like Artacks (uh huh)
Boston to Fear Facts, chill, Miramax
flicks, then I start to get sick, drop (uh huh)
39, like the "Hail Bop"
teachers, one male cop
Then the atmosphere will get hot (uh huh)

My flow is like torrential downpours, makin rot
We pros, credentials drown yours, on the real blocks (uh huh)
It's not coincidental, that we some real spots
Appeal, god dammnit, never take it for (uh huh)
Write a and hand it to your receptionist
The game's about to change, come The Perceptionists (uh huh)

[Mr. (Akrobatik)
I'm a genie, the next you see me is ouija
It's easy, I'm foldin this dimension and it (uh huh)
Invent horizon miles, at Dyson
M. Tyson, M. Bison, the for
(Two orators) (uh huh)
Of the
(Yeah, the masters of the hemisphere)

(Pumpin knowledge the verse) (uh huh)

(Adrenaline, hip hop's propellin through my and)
(GENTLEMEN BEHOLD!)
on David Letterman (uh huh)
Your on the brother's whole song (uh)
You want to hear verse? Everybody cool, ola! (uh huh)

[Chorus 2 -
Let me some heads noddin, fists pumpin, feet
Ass shakin, necks breakin, - LET'S MOVE!
a battle, we got nothin to prove - LET'S MOVE!
Perceptionists provide the people with the - LET'S MOVE!
(Let's move, let's move, move ...)

[Mr. (Akrobatik)
We to show you what oppression is
So we'll speak in sentences
Three to (twenty-five to life) (uh huh)
trife, use a mega knife
to slice the afterlife
So spill (so ill), so (so we'll) (uh huh)
Take you a rhyme adventure, dimentia, time to venture

(Mr. Lif)
Time to with the prime inventors
of a center, the contential champions are stompin in your campin and
We positively lampin in SPOT (YOUR BOOTED!) (uh huh)
Raise The Perceptionists flag, guns saluted
lungs polluted
Women and included (uh huh)

[Mr.
Computers are ones
Look how the hung

Strange fruit used to from the Southern trees (uh huh)
Now there's only leaves and those who laid the are lovin these

[Mr.
and the brother's free
Others beggin please, for some empathy, enemy, there's no

We cookin up that hot

[Mr.
But not the recipe

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