Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

Funkmaster Flex, is with us
KRS-One, down with us
The Clan is down with us
Busta Rhymes you know down with us

and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD are down with us
Def Squad, is with us
DN's and Mike M [unverified] are down with us

Dr. Dre you know he's down us
Julio G down with us
Sway and King are down with us
Makin' funky music is a I'm #1

People still takin' rappin' for a
A passing hope, or a phase with the
I choke and try to believe
When I get by a million MC's

I try and them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one ever
Think like I think, or do I do
I the show, then I leave without a clue

Whatta you think up Cypress Hill?
Concisive teaching, or very speaking
Ridiculous bass, aggravating
Rebel, renegade, stay paid

Not by financial aid but the break of
'Causing me to take long
I'm the original, teacher of this type of
off beat with a smile or smirk

Or chuckle, yet are not up to
Cypress Posse, so I love to
Step in the jam and slam, I'm not
'Cause can

Or be able, to rock a turntable
Grab the mic, it in and begin
But where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that, a lot of groups apart

Rap is an art, and no one's from the old school
rap is still a brand new cool
I say no one from the old school rap on the whole
even twenty years old

Fifty years the line, you can start this
'Cause we'll be the old artists
And even in that time, say a rhyme

A brand new style, and wild
Runnin' around, spendin' havin' fun
even then, I'm still #1

Soul Assassin crew of
Comes to express with styles
of rhyming, old and new
Past and present, knock who is it?

A brand new style, to change
People talk about me when see me on stage
in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich and I for the poor

And all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin' more
I play it by ear, I to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air 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 album is sellin', of my vocals

You know what you to learn?
Old school artists don't always
You're just another whose had his turn
Now my turn, and I am concerned

About idiots, posing as
What are we here to rule, I thought we're to sing
And if we are to sing, let us begin to teach
Many of you are educated open your and speak

A Cypress Hill soldier, is like a total renegade
Except I don't steal, I to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas dyin'
lyin', I'm tryin'

Not to escape, but hit the head-on
bringin, out the truth in the song
So C H P short for Cypress Production
Made a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin'

have the nerve to take me for a gangsta
An ignorant one, somethin' to a prankster
Doin crimes goin' straight to penetentiary
But in the scale of crime that's really

This beat is now compellin' me, to the silence
Why my last jam was so
It's simple, Hill will teach reality

No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like my is free
So now you know, a poet's job is never
But I'm never overworked, I'm still #1

MC Eiht, he's down us
Big Boy and Ralph M are with us
ReFugee Camp, is down us
Khartoum and Vigga V are down us

Call O' Da is down with us
Realm, is down with us
Lifestyle Car Club is with us
Makin' music is a must, I'm #1