Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

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

[child #2] ? !

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

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

upon a time not long ago
When people adidas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice
And people was behavin' hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was
By a little sha-tan and this is what he
"me and you kid we gonna some cash,
Jackin' old and makin' the dash..."
They 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 r & b over the track for 'deep cover' (187!)
The kid got wild startin' actin'
He said "yo, presidential I got ta have it..."
With in his belly son, he made up the track
But little did he know his joints was wack
The a & r said "great new hit g!"
"whenever you need a loop, yo get me..."
The kid got amped and he starts to
"i'm-a get like all-a these otha niggaz!"
So, he's in the studio workin' 'round the
For pop radio, jacked the beat to 'planet
Was out in the street when he met this
Who couldn't sing for shhhh but the mix wit' her
Hooked up the track and in
He decided he'd head for the radio
But (but!) he was runnin' and he made a
Was skeezin' at top speed and ran mos def
I the young man down and I started: "yo money,
Yo, why you lies to our wives and children? "
He ran upstairs up to the top
Opened up the door then what he saw? (who? )
Jane the radio host
Who be 'bout beef between east and west coast
He said "this a bullet, you got ta give it run!"
The chicken "thanks." and spanked it #1
He outside, was gettin' props all over
Then he dipped into his ride, the 4-point
Raced up the doin' 83
Some cats with saw him at a r-e-d
He winked his eye his star status mattered
They to make his blood splatter
"you crazy ice and all you do is cling static
And rollin' down to late night is problematic..."
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every they said
They told the kid "back down, playa shit is dead."
in his heart, he knew he was gone
But he grabbed his 45 and decide to on
shades on founded had him astounded an'
Before long, the young man got
Those grabbed the guns, so the glory
And that is the way I got ta end this
He was out chasin' cream and the dream
Tryin' to the ends justify the means
This ain't so don't you dare laugh
It's what comes to pass when you sell your ass
Life is 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!