Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Still #1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Or chuckle, yet are not up to
Cypress Hill Posse, so I to
in the jam and slam, I'm not Superman
'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 fell

Rap is still an art, and no one's the old school
rap is still 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 start
'Cause be the old school artists
And in that time, I'll say a rhyme

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

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

A new style, time to change
talk about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, raw
I hang the rich and I work for the poor

And all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, once more
I play it by ear, I love to
The fifty-seven Bel Air from 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', because of my

You know you need to learn?
Old school artists always burn
You're just another whose had his turn
Now my turn, and I am concerned

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

A Cypress soldier, is something like a total renegade
I don't steal, I rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas people
lyin', I'm tryin'

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

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

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

No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just my weed 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 Ralph M are with us
ReFugee Camp, is with us
and Vigga V are down with us

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