Luyện nghe bài hát Blowe

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

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

Look at these weak getting G's
Never wore or even bellbottom Lees
Please, these fantisies about you selliing keys
When you know you bees in front of the TV grilled cheese
On your knees you my steez
Kris is nice with these

I'm Poison like BBD the thickens while I be hittin'
And lyric lickin', flippin' any mix and the skippin'
And cable clippin', sickenin'
Even though some ain't admitting
Through 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 can't fail with my 7

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

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

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

Keep the hoppin'
Keep the DJs buggin' from the
Non Xerox hip hop box
It was dope first crack out the box Scott LaRock
How MC's are washed up sweat socks
makes the heads nod

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

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 cool the F out before we go up in your mouth

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

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

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