Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

D.j. doc you know he's with us
D-square, down with us
Keyboard money mike, is with us
I.c.u., you he's down with us
D-nice and mcboo, they're with us
Ms. melodie, down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down us
My moe, he's down with us
Castle-d boy, he's with us
D.j. red alert, he's down us
Robocop boy, he's down us
Makin' music is a must
I'm one
People still rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a with a rope
I choke and try to believe
When I get by a million mcs
I try to tell them, we're all in this
My album was raw because would ever
Think I think and do what I do
I the show, and then I leave without a clue
What do you think makes up a
Concisive teaching, or very clear
bass, aggravating treble
Rebel, renegade, stay paid
Not by aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long
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
Step in the jam and
I'm not superman, anybody can
Or should be able to off turntables
Grab the mic, it in and begin
But here's the problem starts, no heart
Because of that a lot of groups fell
Rap is an art, and no-one's 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 years old
years down the line, you can start this
'Cause be the old school artists
And even in that time, say a rhyme
A brand-new style, ruthless and
around spendin' money, havin' fun
'Cause then, I'm still number one

krs-one of course
Comes to express with style the
of rhyming, old and new, past and present
Knock, knock, who is it?
A brand-new style, hup, time to
People about me when they see me on stage
in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I for the poor
Now you can say you saw
Krs-one stompin' once
I play by ear, I love to
The alfa romeo here to there
I grab the beer, but not in the
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't and drive
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 burn
You're just another rapper had his turn
Now my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots as kings
What are we to rule?
I thought we were to sing
And if we oughta sing, then let us begin to
Many of you are educated, open your and speak
Krs-one is something like a renegade
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get
Airplanes flyin', overseas dyin'
lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the head-on
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 scale of crime that's elementary
This beat is now compelling me to explain in
Why my last jam was so
simple bdp will teach reality
No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like the p is
So now you know, a poet's job is never
But I'm never overworked, 'cause I'm number one
Kool moe dee, he's down us
Eric b. and rakim, down with us
Stetsasonic, they're with us
Dana dane, he's with us
Sleeping bag records, they're down us
My lawyer jay, he's down us
Jive/rca is with us
Makin' music is a must
I'm one