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 with

[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, ?

Dog]

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

[Tim
Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get Vick to the dick
to spit, cause I'm too
I be appraisin, raised with the
I'm the headmaster and my slave
Metaphor master, are disaster
Half the class step back, they'll call me the
You wanna jet, project a similie
But I'm so large I your girl Emily
later hater played out sprayed her
You wanna be Raider
I'll control, get bold, uphold,
in tow.. I got so
dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies stop and talk but I walk
away, dog don't lay
Rappers wanna play? Go ride a
I'll compare and dare a stare
You can say I'm over here
physical, rhymes are artistical 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 believe how dope I am
me a pound, thank you ma'am
So whether you think I'm just a myth
to rift to lift the gifts that the fifth
to shift his clip that's in control to the bolo
a bowl I make you take and and fake
Whoooo.. hot damn I'm
I'm on the Chorus

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

[T.R.
Hold the beat, the beat, drop the beat
a second, to think of
the dopest for lyrical interest
The metaphor 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 brain
Reachin the full circumfrence then
to build, in which I'm equal to
I'm like a teacher tornado just a toyboy
Made manufactured by, Parker
You bought your rhymes, from wholesale
are stale, up to bail
cause you fail, try to
My sugar style, words and for connecting
Dissecting, interjecting, I'm
I'll rewind and then begin again
Strike ignite and burn, just like
Come again, as I 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 best that fessed
Unless you guessed the test to threat in
Never mess up from a Line

Yo Ced, here's rhyme

Gee]
Metaphor layer, it righteous
Ced Gee's the hypest, man that just
Rip into this, rap right through
beat sweet to eat, I'm not new to this
with swing and, bein distinct man
Seein the waffle can, rap with me
the fact that I sound def means 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, that mean you're jockin me
sweating me, getting me, telling 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 he starts to bust
a rhyme with gale force, with mega-thrust
To build or ill or or deal a fill the will
that make the people and still
To and dance and find romance and take the chance
to glance, I still do
that's powerful, we're the illogical
Mystical just to show, I know when I go
out, and move on to
You rhymes like shit, youse a thinker stinkin
type of hype I like to on.. my Chorus Line

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

Keith]
I'm crankin up the rhyme, brain tanks need fuel
Sunoco, rhymes are locked in, turbo
attitude
Gratitude, altitude, levels
But changing
It's very rude you step on my path
I laugh and giggle, smile and my friend
my style - holds the righs to win
Your brain I bend, like a pound of
power, to me you're weasel power
I'm overloaded with tons of power
Contraction, not ready for action
Two hundred a day, I keep waxin and
buffin cleanin polishin, act up
You wanna battle with me you must be up
Stop the jokes the games playin
You were sayin or payin, one bit of attention
to me my rhymes my clothes my hat my
my shirt my tie, the on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're wack as ever, never
Clever to pick up the mic, in any or rain
or whether or not you tried to scheme a
or beam of life, but my are bright
like a satellite, crystal ball knowledge
I got to college, attend to test
A million groups confessed, I'm still the
Keith to impress
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up your
I like it done, on the Chorus Line