Luyện nghe bài hát Kenny G vs. Richard Marx

G]
Are you

Marx]
Oh, I'm

G]
I brought my horn, you bring?

[Richard
I brought game

G]

[Beatboxer Josh

G]
Do you what to do?

Josh Silverstein]
I do

G]
Do it

[Round 1: G]
I'm the sax player in the entire world
got skills with these fingers, just ask your girl
Your career went the toilet so fast, it was crazy
The only thing saved you was marrying Daisy
hit you so hard with every note that I can blow
You'll be covered in smooth jazz head to toe
Sorry, bro
But when it's time for bed, music sets the mood right
Works every time, puts me out a light

[Richard
Alright, let's try this. Joshua,

[Round 1: Marx]
I owe you a debt, so I should leave you
'Cause your music made my son quit the
You playing sax at the age of ten
And from that point forward, sax was never again
You calling me a loser? I don't think you
I go to Daisy Fuentes, you go home to your hand
You should've known better than to try
onto the nights, 'cause tonight you're gonna die

[Richard
I'm not

G]
No?

[Richard
The only you're gonna win is against your hair-straightener

G]
Whoa. If gonna get that way... Joshua, it's gonna get that way

2: Kenny G]
That's as good as you'll get, and even that was
You must be nervous up against a superstar
You were big in the '80s, but that sailed
Your lovemaking's like career, it failed
My horn is real long and you know super hot
Your problem, Little Richard, is you can't find the G
You think these girls are some sort of
Someone call Seacrest to come pick up his dad

[Richard
If I had a nickel for every I said to someone "I'm gonna go rap-battle Kenny G," I'd have a freakin' nickel. Joshua, let's do this

2: Richard Marx]
I know about Kenny that's more than a rumor
He has to get his hair cut by a
He has the longest played, that record is great
It shows Kenny can blow for 45 straight
Think you're a legend? Dude, you be more wrong
Not a soul in this knows even one of your songs
than sad, like a dog without a bark
You're even softer than Marx!

G]
I like how you had to yourself to beat me. Joshua, it's time for the final slay

3: Kenny G]
It's a well-known fact, I can sax all night
But you can't even last as long as one of songs
You keep looking at my instrument, you got feeling?
But the ladies me for that "saxual healing"
I'll shove this so far up your colon
overinflated head will get even more swollen
Rap against me? You'll the day you were born
Now break out those knee pads, bitch, and, Little Boy Blue, come my horn

[Richard
By the way, I don't think we've ever heard you sing before, and now we know why. one, Joshua, please

[Round 3: Marx]
I just figured out something that's bugged me
You're Skeletor and He-Man if had a kid together
That circular breathing shit sounds Darth Vader
Only place big is in a fucking elevator
We got Kenny Loggins, Kenny Rogers, Chesney
Musically, you aren't in the top 3 Kennys
So wherever you go, you do

Marx singing]
I be right here hating on you