Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

[craig
Hah!
My said back 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 about to set off
and funk rattlin (one two) send mc's up north
I had to fight with the mic
I the funk so dynamite
So parasite mc's wanna bite
to 1994 (welcome) beats that thump
Rhymes that's bumpin now at your
figured mack got funk for days (what)
When "project: funk da world" brought the new craze
(wake it up)
And mc's can't get one
When the genuine out deep max on your mind
I'ma hit you the boom pow
Bolder than moscow, mc's judgment's now
it comes

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 down - mc's judgment day is now
Here it comes,

comes the one they call king mc
If you're tired of those phony fake that 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 kinda hungry
So i out the ground a fat rhyme to recite
I don't means to boast but the is me your host
On post, kickin flav til they (ghost)
Craig mack is here to
Rugged as a bike on mc judgment day
(go ahead)
now until the earth's gone
In the chess game of rap, mc's ain't but a pawn
(your move)
As the rap through your town (through your town)
And around, time to put your panties down (put it down)

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

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

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