Luyện nghe bài hát Proceed III

Rock on, to the of dawn
Freak on to the morn
Khadafi and Sue-kwon, you got it on
To my man Big Shawn, you got it on, now, yo
You got The Roots in the
We also got Bahamadia in the house, lovely
With you now proceed
It's flavor you wouldn't as we proceed

I shall... proceed... and continue... to the mic (2X)

Verse One: B

Let's, kill all the small talk, and elaborate
The Roots collaborate I see myself as rather
How the words generate, whole disintergrate
when I
As if in the course flow with force
You best to go and check your source my textual course
Simplicity, it sounds complex, you might it
But you critique it you can kiss it
I'm assissting fire force that statistics
When niggaz simplify you'll feel no sympathi
My send you on a permanent excursion
I never would when your lifespan was submergin
My style is urban not surburban when I'm
Gosh these MC's I more than detergent
I can split the Red Sea but
heed, illadelph style as I proceed

Verse Bahamadia

hits the melodies mellowly
Brand new, funk doobie, with the tactics
when I Raw, like Dice, nice
the flavor, Do You Want More?!!!??!
Of the Organix,
Eargasmatic, from Distortion to
Automatic,
I'm at it
So hand me the five micraphones they did Illmatic
One time for the
Rhyme be coming from an illadelph of mind
The real is not whole or half
all the time, and I shall
I'm movin on baby, I proceed
To remain, on point an infrared beam
Succeed, in chasing out the dreams
No Mas like Shorty, 'cause all about me

Verse Three: Black

and handsome, holdin MC's for ransome
Thoughts some, is this, a phantom?
Crews I mangle, y'all know my anthem the Star Spangled
I hit you the most bizarre angle, rectangular
of papes my mind conceive
Motivatin me to acheive as I proceed
when I ride the train, to maintain
but back, the tracks can relax the brain
I got to deal everything on this intelligent plain
as a killer
to the pain I live a Life like Miller
Me and the mic's
recognize with mind beyond wise
Limitless I bless the mic with speak
Dialect never weak, y'all know Tarik
From seven-fifth Ave. got the flavor you need
For the ingredients so to the lead I shall proceed

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