Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you he's down with us
D-square, down with us
Keyboard money mike, is with us
I.c.u., you know down with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're down us
Ms. melodie, down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down us
My manager moe, down with us
Castle-d boy, 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 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, we're all in together
My was raw because no-one would ever
like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I without a clue
What do you think makes up a
Concisive teaching, or very clear
Ridiculous bass, aggravating
Rebel, renegade, must paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of
Causing me to take trips
I'm the original teacher of this of style
Rockin' off-beat a smile
Or smirk or chuckle, yes are not up to
Bdp so I love to
Step in the jam and
I'm not superman, anybody can
Or should be to rock off turntables
the mic, plug 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 from the old school
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
years down the line, you can start this
'Cause be the old school artists
And in that time, I'll say a rhyme
A style, ruthless and wild
Runnin' around spendin' money, fun
even then, I'm still number one

Blastmaster of course
Comes to with style the lost
Ways of rhyming, old and new, and present
Knock, knock, who is it?
A brand-new style, hup, to change
People talk me when they see me on stage
in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I work for the
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' more
I play by ear, I love to
The alfa romeo 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 album is sellin' of my vocals
You know what you need to
Old school artists don't always
You're just another who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am
idiots posing as kings
What are we to rule?
I thought we were supposed to
And if we sing, then let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, open your mouth and
Krs-one is something like a total
Except I don't steal, I to get paid
Airplanes flyin', people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm
Not to escape, but hit the problem
By bringin' out the truth in a
So bdp, short for boogie productions
Made a little noise the crew was sayin' somethin'
have the nerve to take me for a gangster
An ignorant one, something to a prankster
Doin' petty crimes, goin' to penitentiary
But in a scale of crime really elementary
This beat is now compelling me to explain in
Why my last jam was so
It's simple bdp will teach
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 never overworked, I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's down us
Eric b. and rakim, they're with us
Stetsasonic, down with us
Dana dane, down with us
bag records, they're down with us
My lawyer jay, down with us
Jive/rca is with us
funky music is a must
I'm one