Luyện nghe bài hát A Chorus Line 2000 (Remix)

[Ced
Yo yo
We in the lab man
We got this beat 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, ?

Dog]

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

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

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

[T.R.
Hold the beat, the beat, drop the beat
Gimme a second, to of
the dopest language for lyrical
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 your
the full circumfrence then maintain
to build, in which I'm to destroy
I'm a teacher tornado you're just a toyboy
Made 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
I'll rewind and then begin again
Strike ignite and burn, just like
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, reign
T.R. the has got to be
Dope and def the best that fessed
you guessed 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 might just
Rip into this, rap right through
beat that's sweet to eat, I'm not new to
with swing and, bein distinct man
Seein the can, rap with me understand
the fact that I sound def that I'm buildin
I'm so I got rhymes by the million
The image maker taker faker shaker
You rhyme like me, you stayed the
hell out the industry, cause that mean you're me
sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not ahead of me
But that's not all, I 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 starts to
a rhyme with force, conducting with mega-thrust
To build or ill or or deal a fill the will
that the people straight and still
To prance and and find romance and take the chance
to glance, I still do
rhymes that's powerful, we're the
Mystical just to show, what I know I go
out, and on to battle
You like shit, youse a quick thinker stinkin
of hype I like to recite on.. my Chorus Line

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

Keith]
I'm crankin up the rhyme, brain tanks need fuel
Sunoco, rhymes are locked in, turbo
attitude
Gratitude, altitude, levels
But latitude
It's very rude when you on my path
I laugh and giggle, 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 tons of diesel power
Contraction, not ready for action
Two hundred rappers a day, I waxin and
buffin polishin, every act up
You wanna battle with me you be cracked up
Stop the jokes the you're playin
You never 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, better
Clever to pick up the mic, in any or rain
or whether or not you to scheme a dream
or beam of life, but my are bright
like a satellite, with crystal ball
I got to college, attend to test
A million confessed, I'm still the best
Keith to impress
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up brain
I like it done, on the Chorus Line