Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, it, rock-rockin' it

We are the ultimate,
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock, y'all

Yo my definition is a lyricist for
My vocal's a passport that never
The crowd loud like fifty rounds of gun
Screamin' out "The Roots" while I balance with the

Yo, expert in profession, the session
In 1987, I up with the question
Eleven years later we shared crop wit
In musical hell, but hip-hop heaven

My thoughts, interwoven and like Beethoven
This foul world so filled of is like a clogged up colon
with minds that got stolen
Fake-ass cops, patrol men

Torture, blood flow like bodies of
Fathers sexually they own daughter
Out of sync, outta like a puzzle
In the land of the unseen that hold juggle

In a game of life, yo it's hard to a double
Tryin' times, take lives and separate
thinkin' they grown, tellin' they moms, "Fuck you"
Under they breath, livin' in the last times

Peep the strep, across the sky like a canvas
And the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darkness
Time to set it off, let's spark
Switzerland, let's this

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate it
We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, it, rock-rockin' it

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)

(Rock-rockin' it)

(Rock-rockin' it)

Yo my definition is the lyricist for
You couldn't have a clue, about to transpire
The books I buy live arms I
The Fifth, similar to gospel choir

We explore the states plus record
In flight buds, trip was a prisoner in war
the corridor, seal it, no floor
But I see the drop was a mile aboard

To the bottom, shock for rhymes
I said, "I don't got 'em", it kinda presented a problem
I understood, they said, "Let him go"
I up, though we descended to London, Heathrow

And now with a past, fuckin' with patrol
I'm findin' it out, I'm leakin' with my
Hit the studio, spread this
In daze of frustration the education

From Illa-Fifth to destination
The Roots du journ, go the translation
The dictionary of devout topics, far Ebonics
The Fifth Dynast, they stop it, yo Zurlich y'all keep it tight heed
While The Roots Crew smoke

Yo, we are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, say
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the ultimate, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon it, rock-rockin' it

We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
We are the
(Rock-rockin' it)
C'mon rock-rockin' it, it, they go