Luyện nghe bài hát Bust The Facts

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

verse1:I got a flyer in my hand, bambaataa with crush
The place is packed, johnny wa and rayvon
Lovely ladies smellin sweet, with a lot of
Jazzy jay by my side, chase behind me
Flash and theodore, super that blind me
"catch a groove" is the rhythm, spinnin and forth
From the east and the valley, swingin back up
the south bronx, euceda park and webster
The speakers are pumpin, bass is thumpin
the ultramega amp, keepin pep up, jumpin
From to side, the double meters'll peak
They had some good mc's, a lot of them, they was
They no style no metaphor, no voice 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 ashes to ashes, dust to
Seven years later toy you still crust
Your old rhymes are rust, dirty and dusty
And under your arms you're kickin and musty
Get out of my way, and let the path roll
Let me run up the charts, freak a rhyme turn
While you're listenin, i throw a buzz in 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 your partner around, dosey-dosey
Like musical and ring around the rosie
The party you see, kool herc with j.c.
The battle, the disco twins
Funky with breakbeats, the dj spins
For the l brothers, steppin right in the
Mean gene was maxin, rockin rob to work
While the would turn, the old needles used to jerk
With the belt drive, technics and
the orange light shinin, the red on d-1's
Direct and nova, i'm chillin with g.l.o.b.e.
Mr. biggs and pow-wow, and superman
Pullin out that olde e, that funky funky 40
Ikey c cosmic, the bass bottom bounce
Red in the booth, the t-connection to mix
Silly rabbit.. you know my style has
To go on, to the next line, to the break of
While i up step, to the early early morn
a hip-hop drink and some rhyme popcorn
Never or sniffin or ever jokin or riffin
Because time to plex more, and rhyme fantastic
rock and whipper whip, neither rapper was plastic
Back in the days, you had to be so
To stretch out a rhyme, and it double elastic
You new jack, step back and be wack
You know what time it is boy, and every mic i
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 club, while tom excel
I got a name for your brain that surely a bell
Patti duke had the nice hands, with billy boy
Playin james records, you stupid you silly boy
Bongo rockin, where the rhythm go
You fake and pass, bee give and go
To the aj scratch, a beat that matched
With a two-second break, that was hard to
Dst was mixin, with his elbows
Freakin the wheels, loopin rhymes, we go
To the faster, speed up and go faster
Turn my jvc to mega and blast the
Mario tape, yes the disco
With the the funky drums, no new jack swing
Happy with polka dots, were bound to get stuck
You had the zulus the nine crew, you're pushin luck
The casanovas was maxin all scheamin to
You had the black spades, plus the skulls
Gangbangin was over, crew is exist
They got a job and a wife, a pretty woman to
So on the rhymes rollin, straight up into disco
Eddie cheeba was sweet g, and up to cisko
And islam, with 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.."}