Luyện nghe bài hát Einstein vs Stephen Hawking - Epic Rap Battles of History #7

Albert

When I apply my theory, minds are relatively blown.
So take a seat, Steve. Oops, I see you your own.
What's with your voice? I frickin tell.
You sound like WALL-E having sex a speak-and-spell.
I'll you anywhere MIT to Oxford.
All your with be like: "Um, that was Hawk-ward."
I'm as dope as two rappers. You be scared.
'cause that means: Albert E. mc².

Stephen

You've got no idea what you're with here boy.
I got 12 inch on my chair, that's how I roll y'all.
You look someone glued a mustache on a troll doll.
I'll be stretching out the rhyme, like stretches time.
When you try to put your little against this kind of mind.
I'm the best. I'm the Dogg of science.
be dropping mad apples on your head from the shoulder of giants.

Albert

I'm a giant whose shoulders you'd have stood on, if you stand.
I'll give you a brief history of with the back of my hand.
You destroy matter or me, for serious!
Ripping in you bigger than the hole in your black hole theory was.

Stephen

are 10 million, million, million, million,
Million, million, million, million,
Particles in the universe we can observe.
Your mama took the ugly ones and put into one nerd.
You wanna bring the heat with mushroom clouds you're making.
I'm about to bake raps scratch, like Carl Sagan.
And while it's true that my work is on you.
I'm a super you're like a TI-82. Oooh!