Luyện nghe bài hát Re: Definition

What what what, what, what what, what what

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, Star shine eternally
We to rock it on to the tip-top
And make the beat drop

RE DEFinition, turning play into a tragedy
Exhibit degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a
Living to get high, you flyer than gravity
We Die Hard like the done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the form of flattery, actually
be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
You get kicked into like judo, no Menudo
Cause you pseudo, trying to compete with like Xerox
Towards destruction you spiraling like hair locks, them teardrops
Chasing stars in eyes, playing games with your lives
Now the wives is soaking up pillows, weeping like willows
Still mo' blacks is dying, kids 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 Prince was The Artist
Rocker before Flex was rocking Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was
Life or death, if I'm choosing with breath I'm enhancing
Stop, there comes a time when you run

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

One two three, Mos Def and Talib
We to rock it on to the tip-top
Best alliance in hip-hop,
I said, one two tree, Black Star shine
We came to rock it on to the
Because we 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!