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 Premier's on The

If you don't know me by now I you'll ever know me
I never won a Grammy, I win a Tony
But I'm not the only MC it real
I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
Check the time as I rhyme, it's
Whenever I arrive the gets liver
Flow the master rhymer, that's to leave behind
The video rapper, you know, the chart
Clapper, goes another rapper
Onto matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
Knowledge Reigns Over Nearly Everybody
Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a
Flat top, braids, bald or natty dread
There was a story about a man named Jed
But now Jed is dead, all his kids
to kick rhymes off the top of they head
Word, what go around around I figure
Now we got white kids callin' niggas
The tables as the crosses burned
Remember You Must
About the styles I flip and how I get
I go on like a space age ship
You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or
But make sure you is a dope rhyme sayer

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

Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must him
'Cause they this kid gets all up in they rectum
Slappin' and em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
Just em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
Who in right mind can mimic a style like mine?
I design and get mine all the time
MC's standin' on the sidelines, always
When I roll up and rush crew they start bitchin'
I don't burn, I freeze, yet some MC's
Believe they could with the likes of these
Cross t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive
Wide, magnified, live like the tide
You dope, you lied, I reside like
On the wrong side of the tracks,
Comin' around the mountain, you run and
your defence mechanism can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
As I spark mad
The 1996 lyrical style's I give 'em