Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

1:

I the same old rhyme, the same old style
The same old runner has ran the
See, I don't know what you know
But what I is that stuff gotta go
Usually I pick up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for night
I like to talk fact not fiction
I got some fantasy rhymes but listen
I write is premeditated
Suckas fake it, I just hate it
Bitin routines or sayin kinda weak
My words are every 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 of heineken
I get
But never in your try to dis me
Cos I battle with rhymes, I battle with guns
Knowledge supreme over nearly every one
If you the first letter of what I just sung
You spell my "krs-one"
It's

2:

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

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

3:

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

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