Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

1:

I hear the same old rhyme, the same old
The same old runner has ran the
See, I don't know exactly what you
But I know is that stuff gotta go
Usually when I up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for night
I like to about fact not fiction
I got some fantasy rhymes but just
I write is premeditated
Suckas wanna it, I just hate it
Bitin routines or sayin somethin kinda
My words are comprehended time I speak
Or spoken, no I'm not jokin
Please don't sleep, I hope you are
Stop! try again, you had enough? say when
I am the man with the six-pack of
I get
But never in your try to dis me
Cos I don't battle with rhymes, I with guns
reigns supreme over nearly every one
If you take the letter of what I just sung
You spell my "krs-one"
It's

2:

Dj scott and i: krs-one
Our first son and no, we'll never run
From complex like you t-o-y-s's
talkin junk, yet in jail, you're rockin dresses
I have arrived for the of joy
Unlike any ordinary b-boy
I will volunteer my services and launch an
On you educators with your yakety-yak
This is a fact, the teacher is now in the flesh
Consistently hounded by you mc
If you really want to from me
Don't waste time in me
Cos ignorance and does not concern me
I will emphasize so you realize and come alive
Never close your eyes, never or you might take a dive
Many people hate me, many love me
Some are far me
And you know there's above me
But this, my hypothesis, to conclude the
All you mc's on a mission, you bore me
I'm the krs on the mic
Watchin all these rock their pants too tight
Cos there's no other creative composition on
That give a analysis and rock this way
You will pay, you all will decay
While the dj scott larock continue to play
Cuttin records, drivin cars, and know who we are
a mix just for kicks
And be on our tip
And, oh yes, there's a highlight to the show, of
You dj scott larock (go off! go off!)

(scott la rock) (go off! go off!) x8

3:

Boogie down productions, no reduction to it's
If you have a headache, toys, go and take a
We have for the purpose of enjoyment
You have to make up for unemployment
You're on it only cos I learned how to flaunt it
I breathed a rhyme upon you like a sickness and you it
Quick, get off the tip, trick, you must be
Like a doctor here's my bill, I wrote it out a bic
Signed my name upon the cos you know I just rocked em
But gettin into really isn't my thing
probably thinking these are the rhymes for the century
But don't mention me
It's only

All it really is to me and scott la rock...is