Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

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

Blastmaster krs-one of
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 about me when they see me on stage
in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the and I work for the poor
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' more
I play by ear, I love to
The alfa romeo from to there
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 is sellin' because of my vocals
You know what you to learn?
Old school don't always burn
You're just rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
About idiots as kings
are we here to rule?
I thought we supposed to sing
And if we oughta sing, then let us begin to
Many of you are educated, open your mouth and
Krs-one is something like a renegade
Except I steal, I rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm
Not to escape, but hit the head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a
So bdp, short for boogie productions
a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People the nerve to take me for a gangster
An ignorant one, closer to a prankster
Doin' petty crimes, straight to penitentiary
But in a scale of that's really elementary
beat is now compelling me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so
It's simple bdp will reality
No beatin' around the bush, up, just like the p is free
So now you know, a job is never done
But I'm never overworked, 'cause I'm still one
Kool moe dee, down with us
b. and rakim, they're down with us
Stetsasonic, they're down us
dane, he's down with us
Sleeping bag records, they're with us
My jay, he's down with us
Jive/rca is with us
Makin' funky is a must
I'm one