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 wanna that
You what time it is, you know what time it is

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

Once a time not long ago
When people wore adidas and lived life
When laws stern and justice stood
And people was like hip-hop was good
lived a little boy who was misled
By a little and this is what he said
"me and you kid we gonna some cash,
old beats and makin' the dash..."
They jacked the beats, came wit' ease
But son, he couldn't stop, it's like he had a
He jacked and another, michael jackson, stevie wonder
Set some r & b over the for 'deep cover' (187!)
The kid got startin' actin' erratic
He "yo, that presidential I got ta have it..."
With liquor in his belly son, he made up the
But did he know 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 dough like all-a otha niggaz!"
So, he's in the studio workin' 'round the
For pop radio, the beat to 'planet rock'
Was out in the when he met this sister
Who couldn't for shhhh but the mix wit' her sister
Hooked up the track and in
He decided he'd head for the radio
But (but!) he was runnin' and he a left
Was skeezin' at top and ran into mos def
I slowed the young man down and I "yo money,
Yo, why you sellin' lies to our wives and "
He ran upstairs up to the top
Opened up the door guess what he saw? (who? )
the chickenhead radio host
Who be yappin' 'bout beef east and west coast
He said "this one's a bullet, you got ta it run!"
The chicken said "thanks." and it #1
He outside, was gettin' props all over
Then he dipped his ride, the 4-point rover
up the block doin' 83
Some cats hennessey saw him at a r-e-d
He winked his eye like his star mattered
They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood
"you rockin' crazy ice and all you do is static
And rollin' down to brooklyn late is problematic..."
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every word said
They told the kid "back down, that shit is dead."
Deep in his heart, he knew he was
But he grabbed his 45 and decide to on
Wit' on founded had him astounded an'
long, the young man got surrounded
Those the guns, so goes the glory
And that is the way I got ta end story
He was out cream and the american dream
Tryin' to pretend the ends justify the
This funny so don't you dare laugh
It's just what comes to when you sell your ass
Life is more than what your 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!