Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

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

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

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

People still takin' for a joke
A hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to
I get challenged by a million MC's

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

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

Not by financial aid but the break of
me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this of style
Rockin' off 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 should be able, to a turntable
the mic, plug it in and begin
But where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that, a lot of groups apart

Rap is still an art, and no from the old school
'Cause rap is a brand new cool
I say no one the old school 'cause rap on the whole
Isn't twenty years old

Fifty years down the line, you can this
'Cause be the old school artists
And even in time, I'll say a rhyme

A brand new style, ruthless and
around, spendin' money havin' fun
'Cause then, I'm still #1

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

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

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

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

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

A Cypress Hill soldier, is something a total renegade
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get
Airplanes flyin', people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm

Not to escape, but hit the problem
bringin, out the truth in the song
So C H P for Cypress Hill Production
Made a little noise the crew was sayin' somethin'

People have the to take me for a gangsta
An one, somethin' closer to a prankster
Doin petty goin' straight to penetentiary
But in the scale of crime that's elementary

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

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

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

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