Luyện nghe bài hát Bust The Facts

{"here's a little story must be told.."}
Ahh yes yes y'all, and you stop
{"here's a story that must be told.."}
You're to the sounds, of the best mc, in the world..
Lil Ced!
{"go off, and go off.."}

got a flyer in my hand, bambaataa with cold crush
The place is packed, with wa and rayvon
Lovely smellin sweet, with a lot of avon
jay by my side, charlie chase behind me
Flash and theodore, super cuts blind me
"catch a groove" is the rhythm, back and forth
From the and the valley, swingin back up north
Towards the south bronx, euceda park and
The speakers are pumpin, power is thumpin
With the ultramega amp, pep up, jumpin
From side to side, the double peak
They had good mc's, a lot of them, they was weak
They no style with no metaphor, no to speak
mel had the best rhymes, rankin with caz
Kool moe to get down, but i made him sit down
With that metaphor quickness, you and you bit this
Stop and go turn, see the and go burn
To to ashes, dust to dust
Seven years later toy you still crusty
old rhymes are rust, very dirty and dusty
And under your arms kickin power and musty
Get out of my way, and let the rhythm roll
Let me run up the charts, a rhyme turn gold
While you're listenin, i throw a 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 around the rosie
The party you pace see, kool herc j.c.
The herculoids battle, the disco
Funky rhymes breakbeats, the dj spins
For the l brothers, right in the scene
Mean gene was maxin, rob went to work
the tables would turn, the old needles used to jerk
With the belt drive, and b-1's
With the orange shinin, the red on d-1's
Direct drive and nova, i'm with g.l.o.b.e.
Mr. biggs and pow-wow, and superman
Pullin out olde e, that funky funky 40 ounce
c from cosmic, the bass bottom bounce
Red alert in the booth, the to mix
Silly rabbit.. you my style has trix
To go on, to the next line, to the break of
While i move up step, to the early morn
With a hip-hop drink and some rhyme
Never smokin or or ever jokin or riffin
Because it's to plex more, and rhyme fantastic
Donald rock and whipper whip, rapper was plastic
Back in the days, you had to be so
To stretch out a rhyme, and make it elastic
You learn new jack, step back and be
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 surely rings a bell
Patti duke had the nice hands, swift with boy
Playin james brown records, you stupid you boy
Bongo rockin, hard the rhythm go
You fake and pass, busy bee and go
To the aj scratch, a beat that matched
With a two-second break, that was to catch
Dst was mixin, slicin his elbows
Freakin the wheels, loopin rhymes, we go
To the master faster, up and go faster
Turn my jvc to mega power and the
tape, yes the disco king
With the b-side the funky drums, no new jack
Happy rappers with polka dots, were bound to get
You had the the nine crew, you're pushin your luck
The casanovas was all scheamin to duck
You had the spades, plus the savage skulls
Gangbangin was over, neither crew is
They got a job and a wife, a pretty to kiss
So on the rhymes kept rollin, straight up disco
cheeba was sweet g, and back up to cisko
And freaker islam, the great love squids
Spinnin high-top beats, can you 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.."}