Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all town
Every time I drive by just standin' around
in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand
Don't you know you're just a worker and boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the
I wanna take my gun and shoot you in muthafuckin' face
You're playin' me too close with the and games
I guess the beef and the bullshit is the price of

Movies, records, goin' on
people hip-hoppin' on the floor
Whole body-rockin', and everything's chill
Get back to New York, and the act ill
See, I fought with the devil, made a to God
I experience in goin' all the way to the top
It's harder harder than hard all the suckers are
You to try to talk down now your ego is scarred

See the problem is you what another man has
His car, his wife, or his
But weak, you gotta do work on your own
'Cuz when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor alone
So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen soul
Stop livin' off your parents like you're years old
Instead of walkin' like you're limp and yang about me
Why don't you take monkey-ass and get a college degree?

Or a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree
my message reaches you before you're seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you you did with your life
You'll say "I L.L. and I carried a big knife"
Every day is a chase, every day is a
And every day you're being overpowered by my
Too much to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face

I'm stompin' stupid until they bleed
I'm the of the show, so it's up to me to lead
I'ma lead you away from drugs and petty
Lead you away from beats and rhyme
Lead you to that line
So you can in my show and watch the stars shine
Get busy, not dizzy, wanna the young
The last man who didn't listen ended up hung

Not that I killed him, it's just he didn't wanna
The of a master that's why you must
Take heed to the speech, it's gonna your ear
Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the are clear
flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your
'Cuz tonight's the night we see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in it don't go right

E-Love drives a tank, strong like a truck
If you're cryin' while you're we ain't givin' a fuck
L.L. J is on the microphone
all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm rated X, born to snap
up and down, no special effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to Queens

that's where I live, and this is what I give
Turnin' top-notch crews fugitives
They run, they frightened, they hide from Titan
Like a when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin'
Here I am, tellin' the truth and I'm spreadin' the word to my youth
It goes man-to-man and
I got hip-hop, rock, and love song
All you petty in the state of New York
Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still wanna

get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out plus you're manager's jerkin'
Your mic sounds weak, that skeezer
I'm badder Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly desire, the man you admire
Not only on the stage, I in the park
And I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after
So don't ever mess with the king of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the around