Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

[craig
Hah!
My momma said when i was born
That you was so now your ass gets torn
(wake it up mack)
My is bonafide
Fortified on my bad side an mc on a
Now we to set this off
Bass and funk rattlin (one two) mc's up north
I had to fight with the mic
I make the funk so
So parasite mc's might wanna
Welcome to (welcome) beats that thump
that's bumpin now at your backdoor
Never mack got funk for days (what)
"project: funk da world" brought the brand new craze
(wake it up)
And mc's get one line
the genuine take out deep max on your mind
I'ma hit you with the pow
Bolder moscow, mc's your judgment's now
Here it

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

Here comes the one they king mc
If you're tired of those phony fake rhymes be (fake)
I'm back with this deeper minds of minolta
Preachin better preacher up on an altar
(amen boy)
I feel i have pardoned, pardoned
No need for bad grammar in my mc garden
(chomp chomp)
And i'ma hungry tonight
So i pulls out the ground a fat to recite
I don't means to boast but the is me your host
On post, kickin til they ghost (ghost)
Craig is here to stay
Rugged as a mountain 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 (through your town)
And around, time to put your panties down (put it down)

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

It was a rumble tumble, i put the bee inside the
Kickin wicked of hyper, won't never fumble (ahh)
I float a tugboat do
Watch the virus, mack the dope, start you
Is rap real? you can't deal, what's the
The badder the don is still gettin fatter
You be lovin how it sound and
And have you dance when i battle for the
And you can bad boy for that
A technique for layin on the mat
Scat, scoot, pussy make a louder hoop
When i pollute, the with funk 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 your is now (final call, mc's, we get down)
Mc's. your is. (here comes the mack) now
(to house) mc's your judgment day is now, boyeee
(here it comes boyee, time, hahhh. ahahhhhhh, boyeee)