Luyện nghe bài hát Kenny G vs. Richard Marx

G]
Are you

Marx]
Oh, I'm

G]
I my horn, what'd you bring?

[Richard
I brought some

G]

[Beatboxer Silverstein]

G]
Do you know to do?

Josh Silverstein]
I do

G]
Do it

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

Marx]
Alright, try this. Joshua, please

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

[Richard
I'm not

G]
No?

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

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

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

[Richard
If I had a nickel for every time I said to someone "I'm 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 note played, that record is great
It Kenny can blow for 45 minutes straight
Think you're a legend? Dude, you couldn't be more
Not a soul in this world knows even one of songs
than sad, like a dog without a bark
You're softer than Richard Marx!

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

3: Kenny G]
It's a fact, I can sax all night long
But you can't even last as long as one of songs
You keep looking at my instrument, you got that
But the ladies call me for "saxual healing"
I'll shove this saxophone so far up colon
Your head will get even more swollen
Rap against me? You'll regret the day you 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 you sing before, and now we know why. Last one, Joshua, please

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

[Richard Marx
I will be right here on you