Luyện nghe bài hát Renaissance Rap (Remix)

[Q-Tip -
{*imitating Marley
I care who first or who last
I just know y'all betta rock dis at da of a dime, baby!
(Renaissance...)
I don't care what chy'all say or what do
But you got to be finished the music is through...

[Q-Tip - One]
I don't they heard me, hold up..
..So we go, now
It be the +Midnight on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called
I was formed with my principles, way I
When I used to cool out all the other kids played
Cause I was way too ill, I hone my skill
Go out in the and let my chemicals spill
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I my mark
Two dudes, brothers would dip us, me, and NARCS
And then my, would grow on the A-train line
Where rappers gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and
When in the heat of the cipher, I was not
For all the casualties of the MCs'
I the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' the dead
of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
Bus..

[Busta - Verse Two]
Yo, yo, God body, wise
Smack and wrestle with elephants
My respect my benevolence
like missles, the issue is this
Be the you can't rebel against
Then I sniff out you niggas that be hidin in bushes -
And strangle niggas like octopuses - shut the fuck up!
Back hazardous weathers and blizzards
As I spit, stickin out my tongue an iguana lizard
At you corny niggas, Animal Planet rap,
you in yo' back wild nice (Ahhhh!)
While I hunt and eat you niggas food, leavin you bleedin
- rattle the speakers, like some buffalo stampedin
If you don't what I'm sayin
Lyrically I'm like goons acci-DENTALLY beatin you like playin (Ha ha!)
Bitches know I spit, I be seducin 'em
Countless money with diamonds that's buried in
The {*echoes*}

interlude]
{*imitating Marl}
WHOOO, that Busta Rhymes there
I don'- look like sendin Raekwon in
Raekwon at??

[Raekwon - Verse
Aiyyo, aiyyo, Johnny Walker neck up in the Benzo freezin
The head-long cock block pumpin is
medals on my neck wrists and arms
Louie luggages is bronze, a big bag of D, Kwanz'
we the Chi-Lites to twists of the O'Jays
One line from miss'll have you leanin roach spray
Poison up on holstery, my boys in Mrs., our
Booklyn, Shaolin whylin in the
Old Gold at the Golden Globes, my robe the cement
in the buildin, yep and he been
A one goons at the Rumba
clients, drug money and sum'thin up giants
Yo, it's the Tarzan clan in the area
Guerrillas in Louie hats, the more, the
Take mines, take a nines
We be out of rhymes, never bullets
Try to front and you
Renaissance...

(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!!!)

[Lil Wayne - Four]
throat* A-go off...
Let me spaz, let me (c'mon)
they call me Weezy F., you gon let me pass
So ahead of my time with my week ass
Money on the table like let's eat cash
And I do it for the and the hunnid dolla billas
And from now on, I don't think you should without a million -
Dollars in the bank, I got in the bank
Now throw yo' hands in the air if yo' pussy stank
You got a and a shank, I got a bullet and a tank
I got fur, in my boots, and the hoody on the
Stop me, you should follow me, I'm directin it
fools break it down, I be dissectin it
EVER since I it up out of middle America
Err'body be in my genital area
Butcha better stay away from my barrier
Weezy, baby, out the Cesarean, NUGGUH!!
(What's it man?) Oh yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance Rap"

- Outro]
MAN, I gon give y'all my microphone no more!
Cause y'all tear it up you get it
Lemme see who you
Now, you have Q-Tip, you Busta Rhymes
You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on
Man, I ain't y'all my microphone no mo'
y'all tear it up when you get it
I said, get a lil' somethin before the beats GO...[*echoes*]