Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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("Bring it that old New York rap
Bring it bring it that old New York rap") repeats in background
The only
Is now...
Yo!

Verse

I slow and easy like soul
The New York flow is for the pro
Hip hop! Ladies and
So you can know every word yo of the
Hey la like De La I got Sense
Save the compliments for after I
to evidence of MC's, rockin under false
Yes they get burned like
Myrrh and frankencense, you the consequence
When you rock KRS and don't make sense
Kris represents all MC's, that rock with
I'm not conceited, I got confidence in my
my credibility
Oratorical in all facilities
It Takes a Village like
when killin me, KRS has wide range
On the microphone, in the zone
get eaten like the ozone layer
Hey ya, I'm not a I'm a teacher
But if I wanted girl
be Living Single like Latifah
Action like Monifah
I hit like a beeper, and hot like the on Easter
let me freak ya
With like Scoob and Scrap
Stready, Stretch, Al and Kiko
I warm up any room a heater
a New Balance to the speaker like a sneaker
Still a teacher, prove it, medicine squared
Garden of Eden, keeps the party movin

("Bring it back, that old New rap
Bring it bring it back, that old New rap") - repeat 2X

Verse

I'm in skill and how we build as a culture
I eat off old material like a vulture
Repeatin myself for is bad for my health
Everyday I express myself with a dope
my inner spirit, then I share it with others
As they hear me,
and West, overseas, brothers and sisters
Sons and daughters all borders
I deal with expansion
Anytime you aimlessly dancin, and
your life that you be chancin
Not that I sound gloomy
But I don't about Judy Judy, cutie and shake your booty
When you grow up and be GOD?
Instead of a rap a full time job
Yeah, a job and not an art
They only to get money;
cause true self-expression takes heart, and
Rhymes, and
minds and not tight butts
Reach your goal, a puck
I wish you good skill and not luck
only skills put you up out the gutter so I utter

("Bring it back, that old New rap
it bring it back, that old New York rap") - repeat 2X

Verse

That old New York means wrote for fun
And if the money come, THEN THE COME
But today and everyday, KRS the truth
We dealing unemployment in the city black youth
rap, to put clothes on they back
No culture, or disciplined, way to act
But soon yo, we'll take care of that
We're huntin fi de help supress people tracks
That the culture intact, and soon you will see
In the community, black unity
Not black nudity, after puberty
For every crew to see, to down the black community
The only one to is you and me
For not takin for our artillery
Verbally, you of me, Knowledge Reigns Supreme
Over Nubians Everywhere, I kick it I care
The end isn't near, it's way there
BLAOW! The only is now
But when I say bring the old flava
That bring back the ORIGINAL MC behavior

("Bring it back, that old New rap
Bring it bring back, that old New York rap") - 2X

Verse

Now I got to you how the BX rocks
MC's, are out shoes and socks
body rock body body rock
I'm the of rock'n'roll, ahh yeah
Throw guns in the air! Glocks down
Who the hell is, pagin me at 5 o'clock in the
you gonna be, because...
Fresh is the word, many missin many
Jenifa, oh
We make up all these rhymes our head!
Yo, let's connect ditto