Luyện nghe bài hát High School Rock

Wake up your mind people it's ill
Superior use superior skill
We can defeat any bill at will
The hip hop nation prevail
all problems in society inner city philosophy
The hip hop in me come out or die to lock in me no doubt
properly
I to shout out splat out approximately
three single syllable words per
I am God you are God, we are God, forget it
Time to sell it in a lyrical battle, I'll jet it
Like a shot to ya I'm embedded in your mind
With constant conscience rhyme
At the end of time, be in my prime
the sign, men, rhymin
like an shymin
I look still but I'm
Newsflash here's the latest
Ya whole environment created in ya mind and in ya
displays art
The highest level of mental expression, your part

I'm the intelligent on the mic (x3)
knows

All these motherfuckers to be large
with their two car garage just El DeBarge
played out, fadin out, over
Talk to ya broker, time to back that Range Rover, soldier!
I ya woe onto the hip-hop perpetrator
Wholesome like a stealin all ya flavour
Danger danger ya better ya thinkin
Check what you eatin and drinkin, ya is stinkin
the stench of a snitch with information, leakin
linkin up with the of Kris speakin
But I'm in 1999
feelin fine while most MCs will be out of sight and outta
Rewind cos I got a little bit of
Negativity will be wiped out by pain after
I my rhymes combines mobility, creativity
positivity, purger of
to a wide vicinity, engulfin facility
O silly me, killin me I to see your stupidity
I way hard you can't get wit me
or go wit me or wit me
Frankly, is wrong, people, poetry
Forget ya little rhyme
It's way past bedtime, for the tenth time
forget tryin ta get
I went from the park with my arc in the
A simple spark, the little sparked now I'm in ya heart
Everytime you think I'm one way, I come another way
If you got no fly rhymes, say today
Run away, run away, run away....little boy
Like the TAT crew I terrorise toys
Noise is I hear
when you shout your rhyme the atmosphere
The master's here!

(x2)

Now which wants their title tooken, defended
I see my it's open-ended
I can move somethin like ya booty ass sound, beginner
What happened? You be an Apollo Amatuer Night winner?
Now the teacher you
Don't you know I am that lyrical keeper
get railed like the sleeper
No peep tha, no peep mine, no peep this hard
that keeps the party like a foetus, meanwhile
you hold your head, you can't belive godchild
This *?sins?* ya and because you're not fertile
or {pronounced "fertil"}
Your reflex's like a turtle
Yeah my picture you from papers and journals
rehearsal, *?mic is first all?* is the worst
I verse, I sua
Into a children
in buildings
Willing and start illing, comin thru the
Enough of reteric let's start building