Luyện nghe bài hát A B-Boys Alpha

My mother said, "You my pussy when you came out
Don't ever talk back, I your life and I'll snatch it back"
I'm a latch key kid with a snotty nose
High drop out, space, I'm around me whiteout

And I ain't dealin' with no minimum
I'd rather construct rhymes on a page
Cynical ways, cats sin for nickels days
Pulling the chrome out and you actin' like the chrome out

Hated the sound of grandma's cryin' the crooked
You could hear it from the ground or the sky thunders
Made you wonder early Sunday morning
dressed in black and they all mourning

Flows be in the paint, throwin' elbows
My first fight was me against five
I lost my first witch but remembered detail of my first kiss
That's that Bronx Tale bliss, the holiest of

Hip hop, it was '88, even at the age of 10, levitate
Drinkin' Hug quarter waters
Dodgin' stray slugs on the corner in that exact
While you playin', death is happens
I found the passion in aerosol cans and hands

Backspins, and cats rappin'
Linoleum and up rockers, the show
Who rip Lee patches off of
You ain't the McCoy, you a wind up toy
And gonna cost ya and that's my B-Boy Alpha

Straight outta the of hell, reflect the sect
And inhale the Buddah
Envision and added inscriptions of a spiritualism
Paint a picture from the spiritual and seriously a lyric
That'll rip through a ligament

Trigger in these city limits
with no money, goin' through crazy minutes
Crazy thinkin' of back in the days when a lazy written

Before we was swallowin' duces, poppin' with
And rockin' the bubble gooses, trouble kid, puffin' a lucci
Hoppin' off Huffy, Marvel comics and water uzis
All of us canoeing sewers with juvenile manuevers

Caught up in nooses from with troubleshooters
On where coppers'll hop outta Dunkin' Donuts
Poppin' they gun and us, for more of us aware of
Thinkin' Rudy don't give a fuck about a moule

Got me woozy, Kaluha's loosin' my noodles
up in the two triple losers
Sprayin' it live, grafitti Alpha
Out of rap-palooza, looza, looza,