Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you know he's with us
D-square, down with us
money mike, is down with us
I.c.u., you he's down with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're down us
Ms. melodie, she's with us
Just-ice and dmx, down with us
My moe, he's down with us
Castle-d boy, down with us
D.j. red alert, he's with us
Robocop boy, down with us
Makin' music 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 then I without a clue
What do you think up a krs?
Concisive teaching, or clear speaking?
bass, aggravating treble
Rebel, renegade, must stay
Not by financial aid, but a of hits
Causing me to long trips
I'm the original of this type of style
off-beat with a smile
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 be able to rock off turntables
the mic, plug it in and begin
But where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups apart
Rap is an art, and no-one's from the old school
'Cause rap is still a brand-new
I say from the old school 'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even years old
Fifty years the line, you can start this
we'll be the old school artists
And even in that time, I'll say a
A brand-new style, and wild
Runnin' around money, havin' fun
'Cause then, I'm still number one

krs-one of course
Comes to express with the lost
of rhyming, old and new, past and present
Knock, knock, who is it?
A brand-new style, hup, time to
People talk about me when see me on stage
Live in action, raw
I with the rich and I work for the poor
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one once more
I play by ear, I love to
The romeo from here to there
I the beer, but not in the ride
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and
I'm not a beginner, amateur or
My is sellin' because of my vocals
You what you need to learn?
Old school artists don't always
You're another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
About idiots as kings
What are we here to
I thought we supposed to sing
And if we oughta sing, let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, your mouth and speak
is something like a total 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 in a song
So bdp, short for down productions
Made a little 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People have the to take me for a gangster
An ignorant one, something 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 poet's job is never
But I'm overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, down with us
b. and rakim, they're down with us
Stetsasonic, they're with us
Dana dane, he's down us
Sleeping bag records, they're down us
My lawyer jay, he's down us
Jive/rca is with us
funky music is a must
I'm one