Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
Marley Marl}
I don't who first or who last
I know y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't care what chy'all say or what do
But you got to be finished the music is through...

- Verse One]
I think they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the Maurader+ on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called
I was formed my principles, way I displayed
When I to cool out where all the other kids played
Cause I was way too ill, I would hone my
Go out in the park and let my chemicals
there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend grow on the A-train line
Where rappers would to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and
When in the heat of the cipher, I was not
For all the of the dutty MCs'
I the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the
of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
Bus..

[Busta - Verse Two]
Yo, yo, God body, intellegence
Smack niggas and wrestle elephants
My beloved respect my
Comin like missles, the issue is
Be the shit you can't against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes -
And strangle like poisonous octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue like an iguana
At you corny niggas, Planet rap, Wildlife
Stabbin you in yo' back wild (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas like food, leavin you
BEATS - rattle the speakers, some buffalo stampedin
If you don't what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like gorillas playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with diamonds that's in Jerusalem
The Renaissance

interlude]
{*imitating Marley
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes right
I don'- look like sendin Raekwon in
Where at??

- Verse Three]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, squeezin Johnny neck up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock block is easy
Poison on my neck wrists and arms
Louie is bronze, a big bag of D, Happy Kwanz'
Together we the Chi-Lites to of the O'Jays
One line from miss'll you leanin like roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our
Booklyn, whylin in the Royces
Old Gold at the Globes, my robe hitin the cement
in the buildin, yep and he been
A thousand one at the Rumba
Certified clients, money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan cocaine clan in the
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the
mines, take a hunnid nines
We be runnin out of rhymes, never
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil - Verse Four]
*clears A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
Though they call me Weezy F., you gon let me
So of my time with my next week ass
Money on the dinner table like eat cash
And I do it for the killers and the dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should stunt without a -
Dollars in the bank, I got in the bank
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy don't
You got a bullet and a shank, I got a and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the on the minks
sweatin me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
Other fools break it down, I be it
EVER I made it up out of middle America
wanna be in my genital area
Butcha stay away from my chemical barrier
Weezy, baby, out the Cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

[Marley-Tip -
MAN, I gon give y'all my microphone no more!
Cause y'all it up when you get it
see who you have
Now, you have Q-Tip, you have Busta
You have the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here
Man, I givin y'all my microphone no mo'
y'all tear it up when you get it
I just said, get a lil' somethin the beats GO...[*echoes*]