Luyện nghe bài hát A Chorus Line 2000 (Remix)

[Ced
Yo yo
We in the lab man
We got this beat man
We might as well start the Chorus Line, y'all that?

[Tim
Word up, yeah do this shit man
Let's get on

[Ced
Yo so how we do this? Yo..
Matter of fact, you know how we do it?
Yo Tim Dog, ?

[Tim

[Ced
We gonna, we gonna get out of here man
on you, kick it my brother

[Tim
Ahhhhhhhhh shit, me the hick get Vick to lick the dick
to spit, I'm too quick
I be appraisin, raised with the
I'm the headmaster and my slave
master, rhymes are disaster
Half the class step back, call me the master
You jet, project with a similie
But I'm so I boned your girl Emily
Procrastinator later played out sprayed her
You wanna be Raider
control, get bold, uphold, re-fold
in tow.. I got so
dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies stop and talk but I walk
away, cause dog lay
Rappers play? Go ride a sleigh
I'll compare and with a stare
You can say I'm over here
Metaphor physical, rhymes are lyrical mircales
difficult, to some
Hypothetically,
Energetically,
No joke hardcore, rhymes will sting
Dog get more, yes yes yes y'all
I manifest and progress
Confess with reflex, cause I get sex
I can't how dope I am
me a pound, thank you ma'am
So whether you think that I'm just a
to rift to the gifts that itch the fifth
to shift his clip that's in control to hold the
a bowl I make you take and ache and
Whoooo.. hot I'm great
I'm on the Chorus

It's a Chorus (3X)
Yo (yeah) bust your rhyme

[T.R.
Hold the beat, stop the beat, drop the
Gimme a second, to of
the dopest for lyrical interest
The better for, if and in awe
before the score, want then implore
the rhyme, line, fine, com-bine
Redefine,
Down the line, see the sign, sign
Pause -- and let me enter your
Reachin the full then maintain
to build, in which I'm to destroy
I'm like a teacher you're just a toyboy
manufactured by, Parker Brothers
You bought your rhymes, from wholesale
are stale, up to bail
cause you fail, try to
My style, words and rhythm for connecting
Dissecting, interjecting, I'm
I'll myself and then begin again
Strike ignite and burn, like hydrogen
again, as I intend to start to end
to go beyond, of a titan
I'm fightin, releasing my fury to cause
and shine, the superstar, reign
T.R. the has got to be
Dope and def the that never fessed
you guessed the test to threat in jest
Never mess up a Chorus Line

Yo Ced, your rhyme

[Ced
Metaphor layer, it righteous
Ced the hypest, man that might just
Rip into this, rap right through
beat that's to eat, I'm not new to this
with swing and, bein distinct man
Seein the waffle can, rap me understand
the fact that I def means that I'm buildin
I'm so I got rhymes by the million
The maker breaker taker faker shaker
You like me, you shoulda stayed the
hell out the industry, cause that you're jockin me
Your sweating me, getting me, me, you're not ahead of me
But not all, I just feel that I'm better than
I'm Ultra, and I'm a veteran
with rhymes, by the thous', and piles
I'm a scientist, you say how
the hell can we ever trust, Ced Gee when he to bust
a rhyme with gale force, with mega-thrust
To or ill or kill or deal a fill the will
that make the straight and still
To prance and dance and romance and take the chance
to glance, I still do
rhymes that's powerful, the illogical
Mystical just to show, I know when I go
out, and on to battle
You rhymes like shit, a quick thinker stinkin
type of hype I to recite on.. my Chorus Line

boy it's a Chorus Line
Aiyyo Keith (yo) you know
It's your

[Kool
I'm crankin up with the rhyme, brain tanks need
Sunoco, diesel rhymes are in, turbo
attitude
Gratitude, altitude, levels
But changing
It's rude when you step on my path
I and giggle, smile and grin my friend
my within - holds the righs to win
Your brain I bend, a pound of steel
Lethal power, to me you're power
I'm overloaded with tons of power
Contraction, you're not for action
Two hundred a day, I keep waxin and
buffin polishin, every act up
You wanna battle with me you be cracked up
Stop the the games you're playin
You never were or payin, one bit of attention
to me my rhymes my my hat my shoes
my shirt my tie, the on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're wack as ever, better
Clever to pick up the mic, in any snow or
or whether or not you tried to scheme a
or beam of life, but my lyrics are
a satellite, with crystal ball knowledge
I got to college, attend to astrology
A million groups confessed, I'm the best
Keith to impress
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up your
I like it well done, on the Line