Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

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

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

See the problem is you want another man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you do work on your own
'Cuz when rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone
So get own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul
Stop livin' off your like you're three years old
Instead of walkin' you're limp and talkin' yang about me
Why you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree?

Or write a rhyme and a bike and try to live carefree
Hope my message you before you're seventy-three
A old man, people ask you what 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 being overpowered by my bass
Too much to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's like the in my eyes and the gun's in my face

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

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

E-Love drives a tank, he's like a truck
If you're while you're dyin' 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 necks
up and down, no special effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be to touch Queens

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

Can't get a contract, your beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's
Your mic weak, remember that skeezer
I'm badder than Napoleon, 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 after dark
So don't never ever mess with the king of the
L.L. J, the baddest around