Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you know he's with us
D-square, he's down us
Keyboard money mike, is down us
I.c.u., you know he's with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're down us
Ms. melodie, she's with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're with us
My manager moe, down with us
Castle-d boy, down with us
D.j. red alert, down with us
boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a
I'm one
People still takin' rappin' for a
A passing or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to
When I get challenged by a mcs
I try to them, we're all in this 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?
teaching, or very clear speaking?
Ridiculous bass, treble
Rebel, renegade, must stay
Not by aid, but a raid of hits
me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this of style
Rockin' off-beat a smile
Or or chuckle, yes some 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 where 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 brand-new
I say no-one's from the old school rap on a whole
Isn't twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can this
'Cause we'll be the old artists
And even in that time, I'll say a
A brand-new style, and wild
around spendin' money, havin' fun
'Cause even then, I'm number one

Blastmaster of course
Comes to express with style the
Ways of rhyming, old and new, past and
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 the rich and I work for the poor
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' once
I play by ear, I love to
The romeo from here 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 sellin' of my vocals
You know you need to learn?
Old artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper had his turn
Now my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots posing as
are we here to rule?
I thought we were to sing
And if we sing, then let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated, open your mouth and
is something like a total renegade
Except I don't steal, I to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm
Not to escape, but hit the problem
By bringin' out the in a song
So bdp, short for boogie down
Made a little noise 'cause the was sayin' somethin'
People have the nerve to take me for a
An ignorant one, closer to a prankster
Doin' petty crimes, goin' straight to
But in a scale of crime that's elementary
This beat is now me to explain in silence
Why my last jam was so
It's simple bdp teach reality
No beatin' the bush, straight up, just like the p is free
So now you know, a job is never done
But I'm overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Kool moe dee, he's with us
Eric b. and rakim, they're with us
Stetsasonic, they're down us
Dana dane, he's with us
Sleeping bag records, they're with us
My jay, he's down with us
Jive/rca is down us
funky music is a must
I'm one