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it's the beatthe ic
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spitethe fact that people
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that ans whenputsdown
摩图拉办公室内，宋亚跟着节拍强烈的伴奏，将一大段rap唱了下来，然后一指艾尔，“ale's pick'up， let's go！”
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never ncerned with stat
but still leav' the star struck
hubled through opportunities
given despite the fact
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he akes a liv' fro writ' raps
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never ask' for one's help，
to t respect
he's only focedwharote，
his willbeyond reach
and now whenall unfolds，
the skiln artist
然后是迪莱，thisenty percent skill，eighty percent beer……
一曲唱罢，办公室里的听众都嗨起来了，“哇哦！”玛丽亚凯莉站起来鼓着掌说道：“音乐旋律很富力量和激情，词也很好，aps，你又完成了一首好歌，thisten percent ck， enty percent skill，fifteen percent ncentrated powerwill，five percent pleasure， fifty percent pa，and a hundred percent rean……”
她即兴比划着嘻哈手势跟唱了几句，果然天赋惊人，听过一遍就学得有模有样。
摩图拉笑吟吟地看着她，“不如你干脆转型当饶舌歌手算了，玛丽。”
“讨厌。”玛利亚凯莉娇嗔着打了下他的胳膊。
摩图拉很受用地大笑。
“伴奏很精彩，就是短了点……”华特还是那样有啥说啥：“后面基本在不停重复。”