Luyện nghe bài hát Re: Definition

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One two three, Mos Def and Kweli
We came to it on to the tip-top
alliance in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black shine eternally
We came to it on to the tip-top
And Hi-Tek the beat drop

RE DEFinition, turning your play into a
Exhibit degree on the mic, passionately
is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity
Living to get high, you ain't than gravity
We Die Hard the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think is the highest form of flattery, actually
Don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to it to you
You get kicked into obscurity judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, trying to with reality like Xerox
Towards you spiraling like hair locks, wipe them teardrops
stars in your eyes, playing games with your lives
Now the is widows soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids ain't living they
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still
Regardless, the Mos is one of my closest
Rocking since before Prince was called The Artist
Rocker before Flex was rocking Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool they was martyrs
Life or death, if I'm with every breath I'm enhancing
Stop, there comes a time when you run

What, lyrically handsome, call a king's ransom
Jams I write soon become the anthem
Way out like Bruce mansion, move like a phantom
You'll talk me to your grandsons
who claiming they hard be mad fag
So I run through em like, flood water sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they can't
Sinking ship, like Moby Dick, did Ahab
Son I'm way the minimum, enter a millennium
Where will hold a gat to your back, like Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy gentlemen won't off at the interim
Born inside the winter one, day after 10
These simpletons they mentioning the synonym for
Sweeter than some or danish rings by entammen
up on adrenaline, and get they asses sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, well assemble it!
Leave your unit trembling herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, for your element
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN possess
Hotter than tales of peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Ellington
Broader than Barrington Levy, me
The hot oppression rent who burn down chief tepee
You see me?

One two three, Mos Def and Talib
We came to rock it on to the
Best alliance in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black Star shine
We to rock it on to the tip-top
Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is hip-hop
Talib Kweli is rulin
Say we Black we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh
Whoah!