Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy 2000

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

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

I block with glocks and brass knuckles
A pocket full of weed and a B-boy buckle
Space age rage to rattle cage
Runnin' amok as we fuck up the

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

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

Takin' you on a ride to the other side, it
Bar on freaks programmed for freak mode
Black holes of lost souls let the be told
Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause it's time to

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

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

when you come into the jam
The party be kickin'
All the Wic Wacs and in the house
Jealous, it get so

Now CXT are cool guys
Still gettin' paid without no
At no jack and I can't hack it
When you gonna ask the why?

I never workin' at Mickey D's
All my I got B's and C's
with the crew called BDP
Shifty, E.P.I.C now you be

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

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

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

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

I roll at light speed space and time
With a boom box of beats and a book of
Cosmo kinetic, I just get it
fools want to rock but their rhymes are pathetic

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

Ill thoughts we're the first and last
High class, white trash rollin' a classic craft
In strange the wickedest ways
Because the but it's far from the norm
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

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

Dope thoughts come I hear a kick
Drum a bass beat transforms the level of the
And the boulevard status yo, I'm the baddest
front punks they insist I'm the raddest
Thing to hit since L.S.D.

while I dominate
I bring Satan to the
When I rock, is not a label for it
Critics adore it as it gets

Your wrist slit I make suicidal imprints
On your brain, I induce pain, so I'm
Hell bent you like acid rain
Extraordinarily, I lyricize

In body rockin' rappin' and
Two triple O, I came to get down my clique
Crazy Town we to get down
Yes, yes we came to get down

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

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

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

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

C'mon,
Make it work