Luyện nghe bài hát In Tha Park

1, 2,
Yeah, don't know about Fatback
With the different records they had back in the days
You know what I mean, the belt turntables
With Technics joints with the slip

Put nickels on the
So the motherfucking record jump
The needle skip and shit
Getting juice from the fucking poles
Shout out to the Bronx,

Aiyyo, this go way back like a Uni marker
Kid bombing the D and hit the Bronx up
Krylon bandits attack, Rock, Bambaataa
to Pylon discovering rap

And the DJ that the first scratch
Paved the way for Flex, Cee, 'nuff of them cats
See, this rap shit came at a time was accurate
Twenty years later, I mastered it

light poles get used for power, I was a little nigga
Couldn't stay out late, I was
So I sat by the window, the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache and just

Redding, swing, the music stopped
Guess the blew out one of his amps
It'd a little while, then it come back on
Somebody stepped on the and shit, that's all

Now everybody's in the groove, echo chamber
"Check one two, one two", my favorite
Strobe lights is live, Champale
pink joints being lit up on the side

Couple had two fives
Other than that, cleared a circle in the and shoot five
Girls wore they and jellies
and Lees, TF Lords fit the fellies

[Incomprehensible] and buckets, BVD's
Go to Sergio's like, it
Seen the stamp on that Eddie
Niggas coming back from the
Dusted, throwing bubbles on the

We must you
this rap come from
Yes, my brother, my
It's our duty, we remind you

Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
We used to do it out in the

Yo, it all at the 'After Midnight Philly' but walk with me
Mad niggas coming down from New York
hit the skating rink USA
Schoolly, "Gangster Boogie" and "PSK"

I remember shells, Gazelles, top tens and
design, reefer smoke, Coqui nine bottles
Entire wore velours, call the boys with the Lucci
84's from City Gucci store

Linoleum break dancing, Rust-Oleum
I put the writing on the signed, "Truly yours"
Philly smashed '87 Seminar
Out on the like Pat Benatar

Hit the with Krown Rulers out of Camden
People Patty in the party, all cramped in
Around the time started cold lamping
"Rebel Without a Pause" was the street

Old Memorex cassette, tape
Bright spotlights on all the at the Spectrum
When the Fresh Fest come, leather bombers and
Brothers would bust they to get one

MC Breeze, C, Jazzy Jeff
Cash and Miz and Lady B
Everybody "Sucker MC's" in '83
I was South Philly St. Charles and Crazy D

Them wild North Side Puerto would snuff you
Twenty deep in a Ford Escort, the Tuff Crew
I used to my cousin, he was a buck too
Y'all like how I'm living, well, fuck you

I been a G since a kid
Sticking my head up into dollar party, getting into shit
And late nights, been in bed
Instead, I was running 'round with them downtown lemon

A little man, where them grown women is
Under thirteen, seeing real strong
And the reason for my real rap penmanship
That's where I it and that's where I'mma finish it

We remind you
this rap come from
Yes, my brother, my
It's our duty, we must you

Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
We to do it out in the dark