Luyện nghe bài hát A Chorus Line 2000 (Remix)

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

[Tim
Word up, yeah let's do this man
get on that

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

[Tim

[Ced
We gonna, yeah we get out of here man
It's on you, it my brother

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

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

[T.R.
Hold the beat, the beat, drop the beat
a second, to think of
the dopest language for interest
The metaphor for, if and in awe
the score, want more then implore
the rhyme, line, fine, design
Redefine,
Down the line, see the sign, stop
-- and let me enter your brain
Reachin the full circumfrence maintain
to build, in which I'm to destroy
I'm like a teacher tornado just a toyboy
manufactured by, Parker Brothers
You bought your rhymes, from another
are stale, up to bail
cause you fail, try to
My style, words and rhythm for connecting
Dissecting, interjecting, I'm
rewind myself and then begin again
Strike ignite and burn, like hydrogen
Come again, as I intend to to end
to go beyond, means of a
I'm fightin, my fury to cause static
and shine, the superstar, supreme
T.R. the has got to be
and def the best that never fessed
Unless you the test to threat in jest
Never mess up a Chorus Line

Yo Ced, here's rhyme

Gee]
Metaphor layer, it righteous
Ced Gee's the hypest, man that just
Rip into this, rap through this
beat that's to eat, I'm not new to this
Rappin with swing and, distinct man
Seein the waffle can, rap with me
the fact that I sound def means that I'm
I'm so dope I got rhymes by the
The image maker taker faker shaker
You rhyme me, you shoulda stayed the
out the industry, cause that mean 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', stacks and
I'm a scientist, you say how
the hell can we ever trust, Ced Gee when he to bust
a with gale force, conducting with mega-thrust
To build or ill or or deal a fill the will
that make the straight and still
To prance and dance and find romance and take the
to glance, while I do
rhymes that's powerful, we're the
Mystical just to show, I know when I go
out, and on to battle
You rhymes shit, youse a quick thinker stinkin
type of hype I like to recite on.. my Chorus

Yeah boy it's a Chorus
Aiyyo (yo) you know what?
your rhyme

[Kool
I'm crankin up with the rhyme, brain tanks need
Sunoco, diesel are locked in, turbo
attitude
Gratitude, increasing altitude,
But latitude
It's rude when you step on my path
I laugh and giggle, smile and my friend
my within - holds the righs to win
Your brain I bend, like a of steel
Lethal power, to me you're weasel
I'm with tons of diesel power
Contraction, you're not for action
Two hundred rappers a day, I waxin and
buffin cleanin polishin, act up
You wanna battle with me you must be up
Stop the the games you're playin
You were sayin or payin, one bit of attention
to me my my clothes my hat my shoes
my shirt my tie, the on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're as ever, never better
to pick up the mic, in any snow or rain
or or not you tried to scheme a dream
or beam of life, but my are bright
like a satellite, with ball knowledge
I got to college, to astrology test
A million groups confessed, I'm still the
Kool to impress
I'm like a heat ray, up your brain
I like it done, on the Chorus Line