Luyện nghe bài hát Breakdown

Yo, evening ladies and gents, close and distant fam
Let me break it down for exactly who I am
(CAV)
That brotha straight off of Ave
That dude that make the other say that's my man
(CAV)

It nuttin' I want I can't have
The haters know it's real and that's why mad
struggle so hard while I just lay back
They sound under pressure, sweaty and straight

I rock like this because I that
(CAV)
Tell the players I'm the game back
Matta tell the coaches, the GMs, and owners
down the stadiums, it's ova

I make the cat's in the back closer
Get the comp choked up like folks on Oprah
Yeah, you dope, but is doper
(CAV)
Mo skill, mo style than mo

I hit the lab with good to smoke up
And tell the sound man I wanna go from
Blow up, sheet across the notepad
School 'em all from the drop out to grads

history book you do or don't have
There's only two eras of rap, pre and
(CAV)
Now you that, stop the train
There's no place for the game to go at
(Break)

CAV is my name but you can me
(CAV)
It's all the abbreviated or whole
it out so it don't be a secret to folk it go
(CAV)

Short for Cavee but I'm not from
I'm from the rotten apple, dirty streets and
Brooklyn doin' it exactly, get at me

Holla, Missy and Ja Rule
Ain't a crowd in the world that CAV cannot
Hot dude, cats was it's not true
But come row at show, I got proof

I went sellin' candy in junior high school
To servin' g for the fiends, to gnaw to
Got upstate on bus
(Not cool)

In the yard thinkin' damn listen to ma duke
Come home in 99, what the fuck I'm do
I won't bundles, I got a new hustle
I pie baking, started rhyme makin'

Buildin' up my rep to be one of the greatest
And I ain't saying CAV the best out there
But until he appear, I'm in his chair
And I'ma need a few moments just to get in ear

To you forget the Duke was eva even here
I got two for the world, be prepared
I got words for your girl, don't be scared
And when they ask where the real hip-hop, ova here

And when ask where Brooklyn at, hold ya ear
It's yeah, Chris Antione Vashon
Capricorn hit 'em off with the classic bong and I'm gone
back to Brook-Lan, boye