Luyện nghe bài hát Is It Live

The microphone DMC
Causes 1, 2, 3, 4
You'll be praisin D down on knees
I'm poppin, and droppin, stoppin all MC's

Connect, eject, and collect
Get down to the sound cause I correct
So when I don't bite and I might check
And if I find your behind I'll break your
It's the royal rapper, ready to have fun
You'll reason the record 'cause it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total
So bust a while I prove who's number one
Got quality and both beyond belief
Do a steal? Be for real, I'm not a
Dictator and of those that beef
right I can fight and I'm the chief

People in the don't put D down
I'm the microphone master the around
not too many of my type
And all rap I will swipe
You'll see me to a girl
A sweet young thing with geri
I never ever a braid
Got the hair and still get paid
Well I'm dropping MC's with just one
Cause the baddest of the bunch, call me Capt. Crunch
Slayin MC's, make em the plank
And next, start to flex while I count I count my bank
And I'm the of words, the ruler of rap
Not soft, not a sucka, never be a sap
You might get cause you talk crap
When I bust my rap they all step
I'm on stage, Run's on my left
On his right, on the mic, I I'm def
every performer is only a goner
Keep all sissy suckas off my corner
Is It
(Cause Darryl Mac would do things that)

Sophisticated not soft or sour
It's servin you suckas, sellin dreams in the
It's rockin this party hour after
If a girlie tried to dis (What's up with that?)
I won't her
chief rapper, I see a girl I tap her
Then I her on the floor, she don't dance, I slap her
The starts to cry and the crowd asks me why
If Run "dance" you do or die