Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

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

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 with the devil, made a promise to God
I have 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 want what man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you do work on your own
when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone
So get your own on own, it'll strengthen your soul
Stop livin' off your parents like you're years old
Instead of walkin' you're limp and talkin' yang about me
Why don't you your monkey-ass and get a college degree?

Or a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree
Hope my message you before you're seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you what you did with your
You'll say "I hated L.L. and I a big knife"
day is a chase, every day is a race
And every day you're being by my bass
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 stupid 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 away from wack and rhyme
Lead you to ticket line
So you can come in my show and the stars shine
Get busy, not dizzy, wanna the young
The last man who didn't ended up gettin' hung

Not I killed him, it's just he didn't wanna trust
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 are clear
Throwin' flurries, punks scurry and I the rest
You hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best
'Cuz tonight's the we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in it don't go right

E-Love drives a tank, he's strong a truck
If you're cryin' while you're dyin' we givin' a fuck
L.L. J is on the microphone
all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm X, born to snap necks
Straight up and down, no effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., be scared to touch Queens

'Cuz that's I live, and this is what I give
Turnin' crews into fugitives
They run, they frightened, they hide from King
Like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when 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 fans
All you petty MC's in the of New York
Gettin' a for a show but you still wanna squawk

Can't get a decent contract, your beats workin'
Dogged-out Pumas plus manager's jerkin'
Your mic weak, remember that skeezer
I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly girl's desire, the man you
Not on the stage, I rock in the park
And I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse dark
So don't never ever mess with the of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the around