Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

[craig
Hah!
My said 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 about to set off
Bass and funk (one two) send mc's up north
I never had to with the mic
I the funk so dynamite
So mc's might wanna bite
Welcome to 1994 (welcome) beats thump
Rhymes bumpin now at your backdoor
Never figured mack got for days (what)
When "project: funk da world" brought the new craze
(wake it up)
And can't get one line
When the take out deep max on your mind
I'ma hit you the boom pow
Bolder than moscow, your judgment's now
Here it

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

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

Mc's. judgment is. now (it's time)
Mc's judgement is now (mc's, check your clock, it's on)
(mc's) your judgment 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 the bumble
Kickin type of hyper, won't never fumble (ahh)
I float like a do
Watch the virus, mack the dope, affectin you
Is rap real? you can't deal, what's the
The badder the don is still gettin fatter
You be lovin how it and shit
And have you dance when i battle for the
And you can bad boy for that
A for layin mc's on the mat
Scat, scoot, couldn't make a louder hoop
When i pollute, the world with funk to the
Mad rhymes we bust, in god we
And mc's discuss when ya turn back to dust
(ashes to ashes)
the year, 1994. when mc's hit the floor

Mc's. judgment is. (hahhh) now
your 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 day is now, boyeee
(here it boyee, it's time, hahhh. ahahhhhhh, boyeee)