Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

1:

I hear the old rhyme, the same old style
The same old has ran the mile
See, I don't exactly what you know
But what I know is that stuff go
Usually when I up the mic
Something ill out my mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact not
I got fantasy rhymes but just listen
Everything I write is
Suckas fake it, I just hate it
Bitin or sayin somethin kinda weak
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 of heineken
I get
But never in your try to dis me
Cos I don't battle with rhymes, I battle guns
Knowledge reigns supreme over every one
If you take the first letter of what I sung
You my name "krs-one"
It's

2:

Dj scott and i: krs-one
Our mother's first son and no, we'll run
From complex like you t-o-y-s's
Always junk, yet in jail, you're rockin dresses
I arrived for the purpose of joy
any ordinary bronx b-boy
I will volunteer my services and an attack
On you fake educators your yakety-yak
This is a fact, the teacher is here now in the
Consistently by you mc pests
If you really to learn from me
Don't 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, many people 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 females rock their pants too
Cos there's no other composition on display
That give a full and rock this way
You will pay, you all will decay
the dj scott larock will continue to play
Cuttin records, cars, and you'll 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 dj scott 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 take a
We have for the purpose of enjoyment
You have arrived to up for unemployment
on it only cos I learned just 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 it out with a bic
Signed my upon the bottle cos you know I just rocked em
But into battles really isn't my thing
You're thinking these are the rhymes for the century
But don't mention me
It's elementary

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