Luyện nghe bài hát A Chorus Line 2000 (Remix)

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

Dog]
Word up, yeah do this shit man
Let's get on

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

[Tim

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

[Tim
shit, call me the hick get Vick to lick the dick
to spit, I'm too quick
I be appraisin, raised the brave
I'm the headmaster and you're my
Metaphor master, rhymes are
Half the step back, they'll call me the master
You wanna jet, project a similie
But I'm so large I boned girl Emily
Procrastinator later hater played out her
You wanna be Raider
I'll control, get bold, uphold,
in tow.. I got so
dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies wanna and talk but I walk
away, cause dog lay
Rappers play? Go ride a sleigh
I'll and dare with a stare
You can say where? I'm over
Metaphor physical, are artistical lyrical mircales
difficult, to terrifical
Hypothetically,
Energetically,
No hardcore, rhymes will sting more
Dog will get more, yes yes yes
I protest and progress
with reflex, cause I get cold sex
I believe how dope I am
Give me a pound, you ma'am
So whether you that I'm just a myth
to rift to lift the that itch the fifth
to shift his clip in control to hold the bolo
a bowl I you take and ache and fake
Whoooo.. hot damn I'm
I'm on the Chorus

a Chorus Line (3X)
Yo Trev (yeah) your rhyme

[T.R.
Hold the beat, stop the beat, the beat
Gimme a second, to of
the dopest language for interest
The metaphor for, if and in awe
before the score, want more then
the rhyme, line, fine, com-bine
Redefine,
the line, see the sign, stop sign
Pause -- and let me enter brain
Reachin the circumfrence then maintain
to build, in which I'm to destroy
I'm like a teacher tornado you're just a
manufactured by, Parker Brothers
You bought your rhymes, another wholesale
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, just hydrogen
again, as I intend to start to end
to go beyond, of a titan
I'm fightin, releasing my to cause static
and shine, the superstar, reign
T.R. the has got to be
Dope and def the best never fessed
Unless you guessed the test to threat in
Never mess up a Chorus Line

Yo Ced, here's rhyme

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

boy it's a Chorus Line
Aiyyo (yo) you know what?
It's rhyme

Keith]
I'm crankin up with the rhyme, brain tanks fuel
Sunoco, diesel are locked in, turbo
Combustion
Gratitude, increasing altitude,
But changing
It's very rude when you 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 weasel
I'm overloaded with tons of diesel
Contraction, not ready for action
Two hundred rappers a day, I keep and
cleanin polishin, every act up
You wanna with me you must be cracked up
Stop the jokes the you're playin
You never were sayin or payin, one bit of
to me my rhymes my my hat my shoes
my my tie, the glasses on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're as ever, never better
Clever to up the mic, in any snow or rain
or whether or not you tried to a dream
or of life, but my lyrics are bright
like a satellite, with crystal ball
I got to college, attend to astrology
A groups confessed, I'm still the best
Keith to impress
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up your
I it well done, on the Chorus Line