Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you he's down with us
D-square, he's down us
money mike, is down with us
I.c.u., you know he's down us
D-nice and mcboo, they're down us
Ms. melodie, she's down us
and dmx, they're down with us
My moe, he's down with us
Castle-d boy, he's down us
D.j. red alert, he's with us
Robocop boy, he's down us
Makin' funky is a must
I'm one
People still takin' rappin' for a
A passing hope or a with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to
When I get by a million mcs
I try to tell them, we're all in together
My album was raw because no-one ever
like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and I leave without a clue
What do you think up a krs?
Concisive teaching, or clear speaking?
Ridiculous bass, treble
Rebel, renegade, must paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of
Causing me to long trips
I'm the teacher of this type of style
off-beat with a smile
Or or chuckle, yes some are not up to
Bdp so I love to
in the jam and slam
I'm not superman, anybody can
Or should be able to rock off
Grab the mic, it in and begin
But here's where the starts, no heart
Because of a lot of groups fell apart
Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the old
rap is still a brand-new tool
I say no-one's from the old 'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty old
Fifty down the line, you can start this
'Cause be the old school artists
And even in that time, I'll say a
A brand-new style, and wild
Runnin' spendin' money, havin' fun
even then, I'm still number one

Blastmaster of course
Comes to express with the lost
Ways of rhyming, old and new, past and
Knock, knock, who is it?
A brand-new style, hup, time to
People talk about me when they see me on
Live in action, raw
I hang with the rich and I for the poor
Now you can say you saw
stompin' once more
I by ear, I love to steer
The alfa romeo from here to
I grab the beer, but not in the
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and
I'm not a beginner, or local
My album is sellin' of my vocals
You know you need to learn?
Old artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
About idiots posing as
are we here to rule?
I we were supposed to sing
And if we oughta sing, let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, open mouth and speak
Krs-one is something a total renegade
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get
Airplanes flyin', people dyin'
lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a
So bdp, short for down productions
Made a little noise 'cause the was sayin' somethin'
People the nerve to take me for a gangster
An one, something closer to a prankster
Doin' petty crimes, straight to penitentiary
But in a scale of crime that's elementary
This beat is now compelling me to in silence
Why my last jam was so
It's simple bdp teach reality
No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like the p is
So now you know, a poet's job is never
But I'm overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's down us
Eric b. and rakim, they're down us
Stetsasonic, down with us
Dana dane, he's with us
bag records, they're down with us
My lawyer jay, he's down us
Jive/rca is with us
Makin' funky is a must
I'm one