Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you he's down with us
D-square, he's with us
Keyboard mike, is down with us
I.c.u., you know down with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're with us
Ms. melodie, she's down us
Just-ice and dmx, down with us
My manager moe, he's with us
boy, he's down with us
D.j. red alert, he's down us
Robocop boy, down with us
funky music is a must
I'm one
People still takin' for a joke
A passing hope or a with a rope
I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a mcs
I try to them, we're all in this together
My album was raw because no-one 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
Ridiculous bass, treble
Rebel, renegade, must stay
Not by financial aid, but a of hits
me to take long trips
I'm the teacher of this type of style
Rockin' with 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 able to rock off
Grab the mic, plug it in and
But here's the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of fell apart
Rap is an art, and no-one's from the old school
'Cause rap is still a tool
I say no-one's from the old 'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even years old
Fifty down the line, you can start this
'Cause we'll be the old school
And even in that time, say a rhyme
A style, ruthless and wild
Runnin' around money, havin' 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 they see me on
in action, guaranteed 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 to there
I grab the beer, but not in the
I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, or local
My album is because of my vocals
You know what you need to
Old school don't always burn
You're another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
idiots posing as kings
What are we here to
I thought we supposed to sing
And if we sing, then let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, open mouth and speak
Krs-one is something like a total
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get
Airplanes flyin', overseas people
lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem
By out the truth in a song
So bdp, short for boogie productions
a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People have the nerve to take me for a
An ignorant one, closer to a prankster
Doin' crimes, goin' straight to penitentiary
But in a of crime that's really elementary
This is now compelling me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so
It's bdp will teach reality
No beatin' the bush, straight up, just like the p is free
So now you know, a poet's job is done
But I'm overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's with us
Eric b. and rakim, down with us
Stetsasonic, down with us
dane, he's down with us
Sleeping bag records, they're down us
My lawyer jay, he's with us
is down with us
Makin' funky music is a
I'm one