Luyện nghe bài hát Kenny G vs. Richard Marx

G]
Are you

[Richard
Oh, I'm

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

[Richard
I brought game

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 entire
I've got skills with these fingers, ask your girl
Your career down the toilet so fast, it was crazy
The only thing that saved you was Daisy
I'll hit you so hard with every note I can blow
be covered in smooth jazz from head to toe
Sorry, bro
But when it's time for bed, your music sets the mood
every time, puts me out like a light

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

[Round 1: Marx]
I owe you a debt, so I leave you alone
your music made my son quit the saxophone
You started sax at the age of ten
And from that forward, sax was never cool again
You calling me a loser? I think you understand
I go home to Daisy Fuentes, you go to your hand
You should've known than to even try
Hold onto the nights, 'cause you're gonna die

[Richard
I'm not

G]
No?

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

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

[Round 2: G]
as good as you'll get, and even that was subpar
You must be nervous up against a superstar
You were big in the '80s, but that ship
Your lovemaking's your career, it failed
My horn is real and you know it's super hot
Your problem, Little Richard, is you find the G spot
You these girls are some sort of fad?
Someone call Ryan Seacrest to pick up his dad

[Richard
If I had a nickel for every time I said to someone "I'm gonna go rap-battle Kenny G," I'd 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 cut by a poodle-groomer
He has the longest played, that record is great
It shows Kenny can blow for 45 minutes
Think you're a legend? Dude, you couldn't be more
Not a soul in this knows even one of your songs
Sadder than sad, a dog without a bark
You're even than Richard Marx!

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

[Round 3: 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 at my instrument, you got that feeling?
But the ladies me for that "saxual healing"
I'll shove this saxophone so far up colon
Your overinflated head will get even more
Rap against me? You'll the day you were born
Now break out those knee pads, bitch, and, Little Boy Blue, blow my horn

Marx]
By the way, I think we've ever heard you sing before, and now we know why. Last one, Joshua, please

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

[Richard Marx
I will be here hating on you