Luyện nghe bài hát Re: Definition

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One two three, Mos Def and Talib
We to rock it on to the tip-top
Best in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black Star eternally
We came to it on to the tip-top
And make the beat drop

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

What, handsome, call collect 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
Cats who claiming hard be mad fag
So I run through em like, water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, can't have
Sinking they ship, Moby Dick, did Ahab
Son I'm way past the minimum, enter a
Where cats will a gat to your back, like Palestinians
Abyssinian, try to ? the ?
Official b-boy gentlemen won't off at the interim
inside the winter one, day after December 10
These simpletons they mentioning the synonym for
Sweeter than cinnamon or danish rings by entammen
Rush up on adrenaline, and get asses sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got tenement, then assemble it!
Leave unit trembling like herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your
From Flatbush settlement, SKIN possess
than tales of crack peddlin, making 'em woop
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke
Broader than Levy, believe me
The hot oppression rent who burn your chief tepee
You see me?

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