Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Beat

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

My name is at the top of all of that mix
I'm poetry into cash for eighty-seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never
But I am just a poet who watched the parade
Go by, and cause they wasn't fly
claim to be fresh, but they're not krs
I cannot around the street, with my head in the clouds
Either runnin on my gear, or havin colors too
Everything must with the way I feel
And by the way, it's scott on the wheels of steel
So I take one step, to the mic
I get around the city so I do wear nike
I like a funky beat, a studio like
I write the fresh lyrics and I don't eat meat
You can me up and down, and my dj too
Because we make up the boogie productions crew
out mc's - on the 1, 2, 3
No who they claim to be in society
Because we know their games, we have pulled their
If they a different style we can get wild
He's i.c.u., he's out to
I'm krs, and we get ill
Dj scott got his own beat
The life, is what we seek
I will you like this, cause I know for a fact
I will live a long life, and I don't smoke
the crowd, seven days a week
You know what they me to say? I got the dope beat

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

For me to say another verse of my rhyme
Means you heard before must've blew up your mind
So now time, to find, poetry like mine
Do not all your time because I'm one-of-a-kind
Pullin out, easy goin cause the money be
6'4", brown eyes, and I'm showin
mc's on the mic the way it 'posed to be done
They study rhymes all week, but I be for fun
When they lose 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 I won't repeat this rhyme
If you think you can burn me with your amateur ways
Keep in mind that I out there, from back in the days
I braaaaaaaaag, about the people I know
Because they're still bluffin, they're not me nothin
I can walk around the with the rhymes I flaunt
Cause no matter how you they're still the ones you want
See, I am funky fresh and is my opinion
Takin out you suckers while the larock is spinnin!

.. interlude* ..

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

you got a dope beat
[krs] i got a beat!
[all] we got a dope
[krs] I got the dope
[all] you got the dope
[krs] i got the beat!
we got the dope beat!
[krs] got the dope beat!
[all] you've got the dope
[krs] i got the beat!
[all] we got the beat
[krs] beat we got? ?
the dope 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...
street black, knocks em out...
To my moses gun, rock the house...
Naughty, it out...
Mcboo, it out...
chillout, cuts it up...
Red alert, it out...
Scott jr..
My and joy...
Krs-one.. his mother's son
And no never run...
Bd... bd...
larock...
Scott