Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy 2000

This is the last trip, this is the last
CXT KRS-One, boogie down, Town

I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
A age hip-hop superhero

I wanna with glocks and brass knuckles
A pocket full of and a B-boy belt buckle
Space age to rattle your cage
amok as we fuck up the stage

Taking hip-hop to a whole new
8-0-8 bass over metal
Shifty, the rebel,
A mac with a pull act a fool

Destroying MC's with my algebra
We got new for you
For you to take your ass and it too
Hit to lose it to, it's crazy crew

you on a ride to the other side, check it
Bar codes on freaks programmed for freak
Black holes of souls let the story be told
Rock a stance, 'cause it's time to explode

I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
A space age hip-hop
I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O
A space age superhero

If you want to know what time it is
Compared to what it isn't
When you KRS in the house
run and get our ticket

'Cause when you into the jam
The party will be
All the Wic Wacs and DJ's in the
Jealous, it get so

Now CXT are some cool
Still gettin' without no ties
At least no jack and I can't it
When you gonna ask the why?

I liked workin' at Mickey D's
All my I got B's and C's
Down the crew called BDP
Shifty, E.P.I.C now you be

I'm a bad ass two triple O
A space age hip-hop

Put you mind over matter 'round the sound
Yeah, gather the sound
It don't get better, gather 'round the
Come on, gather 'round the

Put you mind over matter gather 'round the
Yeah, gather 'round the
It don't get better, gather 'round the
Come on, we gather 'round the

I'm a bad ass two triple O
A age hip-hop superhero

I roll at light speed through and time
With a boom box of beats and a of rhymes
Cosmo kinetic, I don't get it
These want to rock but their rhymes are pathetic

The Epic, bliss
The mega sound consists of a drive bits
Written ground, Crazy Town rock so hard
You'll go berserk with the sound that travels around the

Ill thoughts disperse we're the first and
High class, white trash rollin' a hover craft
In strange days the wickedest
Because the norm but it's far from the
we perform, check it

B-boys make some noise, get
it, you should expect the unexpected
B-girl reping at the of the show
I'm a bad ass two triple O

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O
A space age superhero
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
A space age superhero

thoughts come when I hear a kick
Drum a bass beat the level of the street
And the lyrics boulevard yo, I'm the baddest
Beach front punks they insist I'm the
Thing to hit ever L.S.D.

Hallucinate I dominate
I Satan to the table
I rock, there is not a label for it
Critics adore it as it gets

Your wrist slit when I make suicidal
On your brain, I induce pain, so I'm
bent burnt you like acid rain
Extraordinarily, I specialize

In body rappin' and mackin'
Two triple O, I came to get down with my
Town we came to get down
Yes, yes y'all we came to get

I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
A space age hip-hop

Put you over matter, gather 'round the sound
Yeah, 'gather the sound
It don't get better 'round the sound
Come on, gather the sound

Put you mind over matter, 'round the sound
Yeah, 'round the sound
It don't get better gather the sound
on, gather 'round the sound

CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
is the last trip, this is the last trip
Work, work,

C'mon,
Make it hard