Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you know down with us
D-square, he's with us
money mike, is down with us
I.c.u., you he's down with us
and mcboo, they're down with us
Ms. melodie, down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down us
My manager moe, he's with us
boy, he's down with us
D.j. red alert, down with us
Robocop boy, down with us
funky music is a must
I'm one
People takin' rappin' for a joke
A hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I and try to believe
When I get challenged by a mcs
I try to tell them, all in this together
My album was raw because no-one ever
like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave a clue
What do you think makes up a
Concisive teaching, or very speaking?
bass, aggravating treble
Rebel, renegade, must stay
Not by aid, but a raid of hits
me to take long trips
I'm the teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat a smile
Or smirk or chuckle, yes are not up to
Bdp posse so I 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 where the starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups apart
Rap is still an art, and from the old school
'Cause rap is still a tool
I say from the old school 'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty old
years down the line, you can start this
'Cause we'll be the old school
And in that time, I'll say a rhyme
A brand-new style, and wild
Runnin' around spendin' money, fun
even then, I'm still number one

Blastmaster krs-one of
Comes to express with style the
Ways of rhyming, old and new, past and
Knock, knock, who is it?
A style, hup, time to change
People talk about me when see me on stage
Live in action, raw
I hang with the and I work for the poor
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' more
I by ear, I love to steer
The alfa romeo from to there
I the beer, but not in the ride
I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or
My album is because of my vocals
You what you need to learn?
Old school don't always burn
You're just another rapper had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
About idiots as kings
are we here to rule?
I thought we were supposed to
And if we sing, then let us begin to teach
of you are educated, open your mouth and speak
Krs-one is something like a renegade
I don't steal, I rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', people dyin'
lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem
By out the truth in a song
So bdp, for boogie down productions
Made a noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People have the nerve to take me for a
An one, something closer to a prankster
petty crimes, goin' straight to penitentiary
But in a of crime that's really elementary
This beat is now compelling me to in silence
Why my jam was so violent
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 done
But I'm never overworked, I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's with us
Eric b. and rakim, down with us
Stetsasonic, down with us
Dana dane, he's with us
Sleeping bag records, they're down us
My lawyer jay, down with us
Jive/rca is with us
Makin' funky music is a
I'm one