Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

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

Movies, records, on tour
Twenty-thousand people 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, 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 gotta do work on own
when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone
So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen soul
Stop livin' off parents like you're three years old
of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me
Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college

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

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

Not that I him, it's just he didn't wanna trust
The of a master that's why you must
Take heed to the speech, gonna reach 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 up and rock a rhyme and give it your best
'Cuz tonight's the night we see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it go right

drives a tank, he's strong like a truck
If you're cryin' while you're we ain't givin' a fuck
L.L. J is on the microphone
Tellin' all you punk "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 dean
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to Queens

'Cuz that's I live, and this is what I give
top-notch crews into fugitives
They run, they frightened, they from King Titan
a sniper 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 man-to-man and jam-to-jam
I got hip-hop, rock, and love fans
All you petty in the state of New York
Gettin' a thousand for a show but you wanna squawk

Can't get a contract, your beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out Pumas you're manager's jerkin'
Your mic sounds weak, remember that
I'm than 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 dark
So never ever mess with the king of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the baddest