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

Albert

When I apply my battle theory, are relatively blown.
So take a seat, Steve. Oops, I see you brought own.
What's with your voice? I can't tell.
You sound like WALL-E having sex a speak-and-spell.
I'll you anywhere MIT to Oxford.
All fans with be like: "Um, that was Hawk-ward."
I'm as dope as two rappers. You be scared.
that means: Albert E. equals mc².

Stephen

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

Albert

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

Stephen

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