Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

Once upon a not long ago
When wore Adidas and lived life slow
When were stern and justice stood
And people was behaving hip-hop was good
There a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is he said
"Me and you kid we make some cash
old beats and making the dash"
They jacked the beats, money came ease
But son, he couldn't stop, it's 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, started erratic
He said "Yo, that I got to have it"
With liquor in his son, he made up the track
But little did he know that his joints was
The A&R said "Great new hit, G!"
"Whenever you need a loop, yo get me"
The kid got amped and he to figure
"I'mma get dough like all of other niggas!"
So, he's in the studio working the clock
For pop radio, jacked the to 'Planet Rock'
Was out in the street he met this sister
Who sing for shh but the mix would assist her
Hooked up the and in excitation
He decided he'd head for the radio
But (What?) he was running and he made a
Was at top speed and ran into Mos Def
I slowed the young man down and I "Yo money
Yo, why you lies to our wives and children?"
He ran upstairs up to the top
Opened up the door guess who he saw? (Who?)
the chickenhead radio host
Who be yapping 'bout beef east and west coast
He "This one's a bullet, you got to give it run!"
The chicken "Thanks" and spanked it #1
He went outside, was props all over
he dipped into his ride, the 4-point Rover
Raced up the block 83
cats with Hennessey saw him at a R-E-D
He his eye like his star status mattered
rat-a-tat-tatted to make his blood splatter
"You rocking crazy ice and all you do is cling
And out in Brooklyn late 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
shades on founded had him astounded and
Before long the young man got
Those grabbed the guns, so the glory
And this is the way I got to end this
He was out chasing cream and the American
Trying to pretend the ends justify the
This ain't funny so don't you dare
It's just comes to pass when you sell your ass
is more than what your hands can grasp
night!