Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Beat

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

My name is at the top of all of that mix
I'm turnin into cash for eighty-seven
Some did it got paid, some jams never played
But I am just a who watched the whole parade
Go by, and cause they wasn't fly
Others to be fresh, but they're not krs
I cannot walk around the street, my head in the clouds
runnin on my gear, or havin colors too loud
Everything must 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 a funky beat, a studio like unique
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 they 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 larock got his own beat
The extravagant life, is what we
I will tell you like this, I know for a fact
I will live a life, and I don't smoke crack
Captivatin the crowd, seven days a
You what they told me to say? I got the dope beat

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

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

.. *guitar ..

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

[all] you got a dope
[krs] i got a beat!
[all] we got a dope
I got the dope beat?
[all] you got the beat
[krs] i got the beat!
we got the dope beat!
[krs] i've got the beat!
you've got the dope beat
[krs] i got the beat!
[all] we got the dope
[krs] beat that we ?
[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...
walker, turns em out...
40th black, knocks em out...
To my mellow moses gun, the house...
Naughty, it out...
Mcboo, it out...
chillout, cuts it up...
Red alert, it out...
larock jr..
My and joy...
Krs-one.. his mother's son
And no he'll run...
Bd... bd...
larock...
Scott