Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

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

[child #2] ? !

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

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

Once upon a not long ago
When people adidas and lived life slow
When laws were and justice stood
And was behavin' like 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 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 the track for 'deep cover' (187!)
The kid got wild startin' erratic
He said "yo, that I got ta have it..."
liquor in his belly son, he made up the track
But little did he know that his was wack
The shiny a & r "great new hit g!"
"whenever you a loop, yo come get me..."
The kid got and he starts to figure
"i'm-a get dough like all-a these niggaz!"
So, he's in the studio workin' 'round the
For pop radio, the beat to 'planet rock'
Was out in the street when he met this
Who couldn't sing for shhhh but the mix her sister
Hooked up the and in excitation
He decided he'd head for the station
But (but!) he was runnin' and he made a
Was at top speed and ran into mos def
I the young man down and I started: "yo money,
Yo, why you sellin' 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 yappin' 'bout beef east and west coast
He "this one's a bullet, you got ta give it run!"
The chicken said "thanks." and it #1
He outside, was gettin' props all over
he dipped into his ride, the 4-point rover
Raced up the doin' 83
Some cats with hennessey saw him at a
He winked his eye his star status mattered
They rat-a-tat-tatted to his blood splatter
"you rockin' crazy ice and all you do is cling
And rollin' down to brooklyn late is problematic..."
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on word they 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' shades on had him astounded an'
long, the young man got surrounded
Those grabbed the guns, so goes the
And that is the way I got ta end story
He was out chasin' and the american dream
Tryin' to the ends justify the means
This ain't funny so you dare laugh
It's just comes to pass 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!