Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' My Thang

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

Let us begin with a in-tro
My is Kool Moe Dee, what up, what up - yo
And for of you who just don't know
Or might no recognize me from the funky -
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 always say they wanna it - real
But how many brothers really kick the -
So you got a little street - appeal
So you genocide, for what? A - deal?
Well, I was never with - scene
Because the ends could justify the - means
And if it's all about that - green
I been there, I done that, I
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 with the positive stuff
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 own communities they start - war
You don't care because you say you got - yours
But think about it for a second, stop,
If all you wanna do is get -
you ain't nothin but a paid - slave
The Tom of the New - Age
Cause sellin out ain't nothin new -
you can pull a trigger on a nigga well
You you're bigger, nigga, stop and think you sell
Ain't nothin hard about committin
Cause is really suicide - right?
Well, think about it on a - level
You your soul and you got hired by a - devil
To reek in the ghetto, y'all go head on
Keep runnin with God a runnin rebel
my thing, kid

(What's all this about God
What tryin to do, man?)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(You a or something?
to be a preacher or what?)
I'm my thing, kid
(Give it up the preachin God
rhyme, just rhyme)
Hey yo, I'm my thing, kid
(Alright then, flip the flow, change your
Be somebody else)

I'm true to the game, so I inventin
Hype rhymes for the times and I'm
Kick flavor while I'm eatin up the of em
Then put em in the pile with the of em
When I flip it and hit it, brothers don't get it
They me to kick it like others - forget it
I tailor-made a style for the
You can search the rap but it's mine alone
I won't get in to fit in the flow, it's simulate
Now bein one of the causes them to hate
The master cause I'm a outcast
You ever and ask yourself how to outlast
All those before me and the many came after
The critics who dissed 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 you're 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 and let em know where it's comin from)

I with 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
sit back, relax, in fact, try to hear it
Cause I'm comin to back, you gotta wear it
no sense goin against the grain
Get a surf, dude, ride the wave
Cause ain't the regular style, ain't no competators, I'll
Take out the negative just like a predator I'll
Prey and on on and stay on the airwaves
You heard I'm fallin or fell, it as hear-say
no defense mechanism or criticism
Capable of doin no nothings here, how I'm livin
You can bring 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 make it to the top)

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