Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

[child #1] ...and then jackie chan just started em
pow! pow! pow!

[child #2] ? !

def] alright y'all, alright y'all enough of that
It's time to go to bed
to go to bed -- I don't wanna hear that
You know time it is, you know what time it is

[children] mos?
[mos def]
[children] you read us a bedtime story please?
def] okay, okay. y'all tucked in?
yeessss...
[mos def] we go...

Once upon a time not ago
When people wore adidas and lived life
When laws were stern and justice
And people was behavin' like was good
There lived a boy who was misled
By a little and this is what he said
"me and you kid we make some cash,
Jackin' old beats and the dash..."
jacked the beats, money came wit' ease
But son, he couldn't stop, like he had a disease
He jacked and another, michael jackson, stevie wonder
Set some r & b the track for 'deep cover' (187!)
The kid got wild startin' erratic
He "yo, that presidential I got ta have it..."
With liquor in his belly son, he up the track
But little did he that his joints was wack
The shiny a & r "great new hit g!"
"whenever you need a loop, yo get me..."
The kid got and he starts to figure
"i'm-a get like all-a these otha niggaz!"
So, he's in the workin' 'round the clock
For pop radio, jacked the beat to rock'
Was out in the when he met this sister
Who sing for shhhh but the mix wit' her sister
Hooked up the track and in
He decided he'd for the radio station
But (but!) he was runnin' and he a left
Was skeezin' at top speed and ran mos def
I slowed the young man and I started: "yo money,
Yo, why you sellin' lies to our wives and "
He ran upstairs up to the top
Opened up the then guess what he saw? (who? )
the chickenhead radio host
Who be yappin' 'bout beef east and west coast
He said "this a bullet, you got ta give it run!"
The chicken "thanks." and spanked it #1
He went outside, was props all over
Then he dipped into his ride, the rover
Raced up the block 83
Some with hennessey saw him at a r-e-d
He his eye like his star status mattered
They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his splatter
"you rockin' ice and all you do is cling static
And rollin' down to brooklyn night is problematic..."
His eyes was bloody red, he on every word they said
They told the kid "back down, that shit is dead."
Deep in his heart, he he was gone
But he grabbed his 45 and to blaze on
Wit' shades on founded had him an'
Before long, the man got surrounded
Those the guns, so goes the glory
And is the way I got ta end this story
He was out chasin' cream and the american
Tryin' to pretend the justify the means
This ain't so don't you dare laugh
It's just what comes to pass when you your ass
is more than what your hands can grasp
night!

(kids talking)
Knock 'em out the box mos, 'em out mos
Knock 'em out the box mos, 'em out mos (3x)

'em out...

A-nother...mos def...black movement...
Presentation... cruuumbs!