Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

[craig
Hah!
My momma back when i was born
you was warned so now your ass gets torn
(wake it up mack)
My is bonafide
on my bad side an mc on a high
Now we to set this off
Bass and rattlin (one two) send mc's up north
I never had to fight the mic
I make the funk so
So mc's might wanna bite
Welcome to 1994 (welcome) that thump
Rhymes that's now at your backdoor
Never figured mack got funk for (what)
When "project: funk da world" the brand new craze
(wake it up)
And mc's get one line
When the genuine take out deep max on your
I'ma hit you the boom pow
Bolder moscow, mc's your judgment's now
it comes

Mc's. your is. now (now mc's)
Mc's judgment day is now (it's time, here it comes)
Mc's. your is. (hahhh) now
As we get down - your judgment day is now
Here it comes,

Here the one they call king mc
If you're tired of those phony rhymes that be (fake)
I'm back with deeper than minds of minolta
Preachin than preacher up on an altar
(amen boy)
I feel that i have pardoned,
No need for bad grammar startin in my mc
(chomp chomp)
And i'ma kinda hungry
So i out the ground a fat rhyme to recite
I don't means to boast but the most is me your
On post, kickin flav til ghost (ghost)
Craig mack is here to
Rugged as a bike on mc judgment day
(go ahead)
From now until the earth's
In the chess game of rap, ain't nothin but a pawn
(your move)
As the rap romps through your town (through town)
And mc's around, to put your panties down (put it down)

Mc's. your is. now (it's time)
Mc's your is now (mc's, check your clock, it's on)
Mc's (mc's) your is. (hahhh) now (mack the dope)
your judgment day is now (with the flav, gettin down)

It was a rumble tumble, i put the bee the bumble
Kickin wicked type of hyper, never fumble (ahh)
I float a tugboat do
the virus, mack the dope, start affectin you
Is rap real? you deal, what's the matter?
The badder the don dadda is gettin fatter
You be how it sound and shit
And have you dance i battle for the sponsorin
And you can thank bad boy for
A technique for layin on the mat
Scat, scoot, couldn't make a louder hoop
When i pollute, the world with to the roof
Mad rhymes we bust, in god we
And mc's discuss when ya turn back to dust
(ashes to ashes)
Mark the year, 1994. when hit the floor

Mc's. your is. (hahhh) now
Mc's judgment is now (final call, mc's, we get down)
Mc's. your judgment is. (here the mack) now
(to clean house) mc's your judgment day is now,
(here it comes boyee, time, hahhh. ahahhhhhh, boyeee)