Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Beat

[krs] i got a dope
[all] you got a dope
I got a dope beat..
[all] we got a beat
[krs] i got a beat..
you got a dope beat
[krs] I got a beat!!
[all] we got a beat!!

My is at the top of all of those that mix
I'm turnin into cash for eighty-seven
Some did it got paid, some were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the parade
Go by, and why? cause they fly
claim to be fresh, but they're not krs
I cannot walk around the street, with my head in the
Either runnin on my gear, or havin colors too
must coincide with the way I feel
And by the way, it's scott larock on the wheels of
So I one step, to adjust the mic
I get around the whole so I do wear nike
I like a funky beat, a studio like
I write the crazy fresh and I don't eat meat
You can me up and down, and my dj too
we make up the boogie down productions crew
Takin out - on the 1, 2, 3
No matter who claim to be in society
Because we know their games, we pulled their file
If they need a different style we can get
i.c.u., he's out to kill
I'm krs, and we get ill
Dj scott got his own beat
The extravagant life, is what we
I tell you like this, cause I know for a fact
I will live a long life, and I don't smoke
Captivatin the crowd, seven a week
You know what told me to say? I got the dope beat

i got a dope beat
[all] you got a dope
[krs] i got the beat
[all] we got a beat
I got a dope beat?
[all] you got a beat
[krs] i got a beat!!
[all] we got the beat!!

For me to say again verse of my rhyme
Means what you heard must've blew up your mind
So now it's time, to find, like mine
Do not waste all time because I'm one-of-a-kind
Pullin out, goin cause the money be flowin
6'4", eyes, and I'm always showin
Stupid mc's on the mic the way it to be done
They study all week, but I be rhymin for fun
When they they get upset, always pullin a gun
But they will snap out of that, because I'm
Not two, not three, but
Get it right the first time I won't this rhyme
If you that you can burn me with your amateur ways
Keep in mind I been out there, from back in the days
I don't braaaaaaaaag, about the I know
Because they're bluffin, they're not givin me nothin
I can walk around the city with the I flaunt
Cause no matter how you front still the ones you want
See, I am funky fresh and is my opinion
Takin out you while the scott larock is spinnin!

.. interlude* ..

My name is krs-one, I'm still kinda
I don't wear adidas my name ain't run
Got nike's on my feet, and to be
I can rock an american or beat
Got for 70's, 80's, and 90's
Not bein but it won't pay to try me
Out to any feud, any battle, any
Make the rhymes up season this style I'm just teasin
Pick up the pace, homeboy, pick up the
way behind schedule, listen to what I'm tellin you
This style may vary
The things I converse are heard rarely
Some can't me, others try to scare me
intelligent but not yet equivalent!!
You what? ?

[all] you got a dope
i got a dope beat!
[all] we got a beat
[krs] I got the beat?
[all] you got the dope
[krs] i got the beat!
[all] we got the beat!
[krs] got the dope beat!
[all] got the dope beat
i got the dope beat!
[all] we got the beat
[krs] that we got? ?
[all] the beat!

I.c.u., is in the house...
melodie, is in the house...
love, is in the house...
D-nice, the house...
Gold idol, rocks the house...
Flavois walker, em out...
40th black, knocks em out...
To my moses gun, rock the house...
Naughty, it out...
Mcboo, it out...
Chuck chillout, it up...
Red alert, it out...
larock jr..
My and joy...
Krs-one.. his first son
And no never run...
Bd... bd...
larock...
Scott