Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' My Thang

( rings* )
(Yo Moe, up?
you been, man?
What's up with the new
I ain't from you in a while, man
What you doin, man?
Some of my don't even know you
What's up that?
up with that?)

Let us begin with a in-tro
My name is Kool Moe Dee, up, what up - yo
And for of you who just don't know
Or might no recognize me the funky - flow
I am the brother from the Wild - West
But I'm not comin on the new wild -
Because I can't get the new - sound
I don't like the way it's goin - down
Brothers say they wanna keep it - real
But how many brothers really the - skill
So you got a little street - appeal
So you promote genocide, for what? A -
Well, I was with that - scene
Because the ends never justify the - means
And if it's all about that - green
I been there, I that, I mean
I'm my thing, kid

(Yo, what kinda flavor is that,
I the new stuff, man)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(The hardcore, the hardcore stuff, man
on)
I'm my thing, kid
(I hear you, but the brothers ain't with the positive
Won't you a rhyme?)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(Shoot somebody in the verse, aight?
somebody)

Brothers say wanna be hard-core
So in their own they start - war
You really care because you say you got - yours
But think it for a second, stop, pause
If all you do is get - paid
Then you ain't nothin but a - slave
The Tom of the New - Age
Cause sellin out ain't nothin new -
Cause you can pull a on a nigga well
You think you're bigger, nigga, stop and you sell
nothin hard about committin homicide
Cause is really suicide - right?
Well, think about it on a - level
You sold your soul and you got hired by a -
To havoc in the ghetto, y'all go head on
Keep runnin with God a runnin rebel
my thing, kid

(What's all this rhymin God
What you're to do, man?)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(You a reverend or
to be a preacher or what?)
I'm my thing, kid
(Give it up with the God
Just rhyme, rhyme)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(Alright then, the flow, change your flow
Be somebody else)

I'm true to the game, so I keep
Hype rhymes for the times and I'm
Kick flavor while I'm eatin up the of em
put em in the pile with the rest of em
When I it and hit it, some brothers don't get it
They want me to kick it like - forget it
I tailor-made a style for the
You can search the rap files but it's alone
I won't get in to fit in the flow, it's simulate
Now bein one of the best them to hate
The freestyle cause I'm a outcast
You ever stop and ask yourself how to
All before me and the many that came after
The who dissed this I dimiss with laughter
Ain't no puzzle, put a muzzle on face
And the hype crowd sing
I'm my thing, kid

(Man..
Alright, I see what doin
I can get that)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(I kinda that, yo
Go and do yo thing, kid)
I'm my thing, kid
(Yeah, yeah, I dig it, I dig it
Go ahead, do thing)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(Hit me with one more and let em know it's comin from)

I worked Sugarhill Gang, Run and Heavy D
Eric B., Big Kane and Public Enemy
>From '79 to '94, now that's
You got a problem with the flow, here's a
Just sit back, relax, in fact, try to it
I'm comin back to back, you gotta wear it
Ain't no sense goin against the
Get yourself a surf, dude, the wave
Cause this ain't the regular style, no competators, I'll
Take out the negative while like a predator I'll
Prey and on play on and stay on the
You I'm fallin or fell, chalk it as hear-say
no defense mechanism or criticism
Capable of no nothings here, that's how I'm livin
You can whatever you got to bring
I'm the champ, the master, the
I'm my thing, kid

(Yo Moe, you all that, man
You go far, man)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(I'm not lyin, you gon' it to the top)

(Do thing, kid
Do thing, kid
Do thing, kid...)