Luyện nghe bài hát A B-Boys Alpha

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

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

Hated the sound of grandma's cryin' the letter
You hear it from the ground or when the sky thunders
Made you wonder 'bout Sunday morning
Relatives dressed in and they all mourning

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

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

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 depths of hell, the sect
And the Buddah wisdom
Envision and added inscriptions of a spiritualism
Paint a picture from the spiritual and spit a lyric
That'll rip through a ligament

Trigger livin' in these city
Limited no money, goin' through crazy minutes
Crazy of back in the days when blazin' a lazy written

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

Caught up in from borders with troubleshooters
On corners where coppers'll hop Dunkin' Donuts
they gun and shoot us, for more of us aware of
Thinkin' Rudy Guili don't give a fuck about a

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