Luyện nghe bài hát Blowe

Hey baby, bring me something to in here
Please sit down and a little TV

Yo they comin', crazy but I know it they comin'
Maybe, not lately I it coming I knew it, they comin'
just in President, I guarentee
Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy up, Jimmy
Only the Lord can save, 5.99 no
Let me start to this mic
Now the polar bear
And, and was going through your mind right now

Look at these weak getting G's
Never wore BVD's or bellbottom Lees
Please, with these fantisies you selliing keys
When you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled
On knees you know my steez
is nice with these M-I-Cs

I'm Poison like BBD the thickens while I be hittin'
And lyric lickin', any mix and over the skippin'
And clippin', still sickenin'
Even though people ain't admitting
they system I keeps it kickin'
And tippin' the scale I pay tuiton not
Drink not ale, my MC Hammer hits it right on the nail
I fail with my 7 stripes

Strike one pierces the lung over the drum MC's dumb
Like "um?" They numb, bite the tongue the bass drum
I am D the MC Run, spittin' lyrics for fun
And for a sum of the crumb
You missed when you swung, I whole hum
Another one underestimated KRS-One, yeah, so

Say
If you really true skill
Say
If you the hip hop to build
Say
be rockin' all year round
You better cool the F out before we go up in your

It's begun to bubble, KRS-One spells trouble
On the mic there is no double
I from under the rumble
Count the poetic construction, audio abduction
Showbiz production for lyric reduction
And fly rhyme

the party hoppin'
Keep the DJs buggin' from the
Non hip hop chatter box
It was dope crack out the box with Scott LaRock
How are washed up like sweat socks
KRS-one the heads nod

Say
If you really want skill
Say
If you the hip hop to build
Say
I'll be rockin' all year
You cool the F out before we go up in your mouth

KRS-One, yes my son
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KRS-One, yes my son
Tweet tweet,
You know they compete, ain't that right
No
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

When my turn, kid, look at what you done did
my head is dreadable, you edible
I kick incredible for my poeple
I'm these like me so sue and stretch like bobbito overloops
While you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' mics for U.S. troops in
You screwed up, oops, I can read a true
Like I a new book

I'm hooked on hip hop
Look at the tip top structure
Floatin' like a soap bubble you don't wann puncture
Or rupture, I write what I utter, mother mother
There's too many of us dying trying and not doin'
Not still pursueing, what you doing?
What you doing? What you

The session is started on schedule
I beg you please my lyrical menu
others can't do I can do
Enhancing 7 levels of mental
I dismantel stress, you're listening to the advanced lyrical
Worldwide qualified to administer any MC
guessin,' class is in full session
Now show 'em how