Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Like (Remix)

Clap your everybody, if you got what it takes
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and on The Breaks

If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever me
I never won a Grammy, I won't win a
But I'm not the only MC keepin' it
I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
Check the as I rhyme, it's 1995
Whenever I arrive the party liver
Flow with the master rhymer, that's to behind
The video rapper, you know, the climber
Clapper, down goes rapper
another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
Knowledge Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
Call up KRS, I'm to rip a party
Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty
There once was a story about a man Jed
But now Jed is dead, all his kids
Want to kick off the top of they head
Word, what go come around I figure
Now we got kids callin' themselves niggas
The tables turned as the crosses
You Must Learn
About the styles I and how wild I get
I go on a space age rocket ship
You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or
But make sure live you is a dope rhyme

This is what you all year for
The hardcore, what KRS is here for
Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, ill
If you see then ya saw I'm in grill with mad skill
MC's can only battle with rhymes that got
Let's battle to see who
of flow for flow let's go show for show
Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you
Too many MC's take that word lightly
They Move a Crowd, not even slightly
It might be the fact that express wackness
Let me ya whose ass is the blackest
I flip a script a little bit, you the tip and shit
Too sick to get it, admit you bit, your style is counterfeit
Now it down a bit
My you will never get, I'm too intelligent
I'll send family my sentiments, my style is toxic
When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock head, I knock it
It quick from the lyric
Direct hit, perfect fit, you get with it

Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must him
'Cause they know this kid gets all up in rectum
Slappin' and em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
Who in their mind can mimic a style like mine?
I design and get mine all the time
standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
When I roll up and rush crew they start bitchin'
I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some
they could tangle with the likes of these
Cross your t's and dot your i's I arrive
Wide, magnified, live like the ocean
You dope, you lied, I like artefacts
On the side of the tracks, electrified
around the mountain, you run and hide
Hopin' your defence mechanism can divert my lyricism
As I mad iszm
The lyrical style's what I give 'em