Luyện nghe bài hát Bust The Facts

{"here's a little story must be told.."}
Ahh yes yes y'all, and you don't
{"here's a little story that be told.."}
You're listenin to the sounds, of the mc, in the world..
Lil Ced!
{"go off, and go off.."}

verse1:I got a flyer in my hand, bambaataa cold crush
The place is packed, johnny wa and rayvon
ladies smellin sweet, with a lot of avon
Jazzy jay by my side, charlie chase me
Flash and theodore, cuts that blind me
"catch a groove" is the rhythm, back and forth
the east and the valley, swingin back up north
Towards the south bronx, park and webster
The speakers are pumpin, power is thumpin
the ultramega amp, keepin pep up, jumpin
From side to side, the double meters'll
They had some good mc's, a lot of them, they was
They no with no metaphor, no voice to speak
Melle mel had the best rhymes, with caz
Kool moe to get down, but i made him sit down
With that metaphor quickness, you bite and you bit
Stop and go turn, see the flame and go
To to ashes, dust to dust
Seven years later toy you crusty crust
old rhymes are rust, very dirty and dusty
And under your you're kickin power and musty
Get out of my way, and let the rhythm path
Let me run up the charts, freak a rhyme gold
While you're listenin, i a buzz in your ear
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse2:Now swing your partner around,
Like musical chairs and ring around the
The party you pace see, kool herc j.c.
The herculoids battle, the twins
rhymes with breakbeats, the dj spins
For the l brothers, steppin right in the
gene was maxin, rockin rob went to work
While the tables turn, the old needles used to jerk
With the belt drive, and b-1's
the orange light shinin, the red on d-1's
Direct and nova, i'm chillin with g.l.o.b.e.
Mr. and pow-wow, monk and superman
out that olde e, that funky funky 40 ounce
Ikey c from cosmic, the bass bottom
Red alert in the booth, the to mix
rabbit.. you know my style has trix
To go on, to the line, to the break of dawn
While i move up step, to the early morn
With a hip-hop drink and some rhyme
Never smokin or sniffin or jokin or riffin
it's time to plex more, and rhyme fantastic
Donald rock and whipper whip, neither rapper was
Back in the days, you had to be so
To stretch out a rhyme, and make it double
You learn new jack, step and be wack
You know what time it is boy, and mic i smoke
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse3:Later on at the boys club, tom excel
I got a name for your brain that surely rings a
Patti duke had the nice hands, swift billy boy
Playin james brown records, you stupid you boy
Bongo rockin, hard where the go
You fake and pass, bee give and go
To the aj scratch, a funky beat that
With a two-second break, that was to catch
Dst was mixin, slicin his elbows
Freakin the wheels, rhymes, here we go
To the faster, speed up and go faster
Turn my jvc to power and blast the
Mario tape, yes the disco
With the the funky drums, no new jack swing
rappers with polka dots, were bound to get stuck
You had the the nine crew, you're pushin your luck
The casanovas was all scheamin to duck
You had the black spades, plus the savage
Gangbangin was over, neither crew is
They got a job and a wife, a pretty woman to
So on the rhymes rollin, straight up into disco
Eddie cheeba was g, and back up to cisko
And freaker islam, with the love squids
high-top beats, can you check it, you dig
Lil Ced out smokin, my are hot
the facts!

{"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}