Luyện nghe bài hát King Tim III

Alright
we go!
Just clap hands
Then your feet
Cos' listenin' to the sound
Of the shot brat
I'm the K-I-N-G, the
King Tim the and I am him
me, Fatback and the crew
We're it all just for you
We're as an ox
And as a tree
We can you so viciously
We throw the height in your
And bass in face
We're the funk
That rocks the race
down, boogie shock
Come on girl, let's do the
dunk, do the jerk
Lemme see your work
To the everybody, to the break everybody
2, 4, 6, 8...
Fatback you hesitate
Party who like the groove
Now the time to make your move
to the rhythm, and let it all hang out
Don't be jivin', you got to show you be about
Catch it, it, catch the beat...
Do it to me and do it to you (say what)
To the that keep the same ol' beat.
a while ago I wanted to know
Just who you've listenin' to
I'm the of King Tim III
Tellin' I want you to do
A little left hand right in the air
And you're slammin' like you don't care
Put your leg out, the right leg in
Say the left is out and the is in
About a quarter to somebody was at your door
you wondered "who it was?"
And you started to shake n'
So I said it was me, yo, old cous.
I said "opened the n' let me in"
I'll rock ya so good, you won't hear it again, I'll rock ya so good, you heard bells ring, they went ring dang, ding, ding, ding...
To the break
Do it to me, n' do it to you
Stomp feet then claps your hand
you're listenin' to the sound of the Fatback Band
Ain't nothing new in I do
Cos' i'm it all just for you
I'm than the tea, I'm sweeter than honey
I'm not it for the money
I'm sugarcoated double chocolate MC man
I'm than the almond joy
And gramma's old jam
I'm the modified, the rectified, kazinctified, quadruplified, kaput the fied, kazuktafied, to rock you all all the time
To the everybody
on in, on in, on in, on
Like hot butter on say wot the
Do it to me n' do it to you...
To the everybody
You keep the tap in step, the hip in your hop
You stop till you get on the mount top
Once you the top you won't be alone
You got King Tim on the
Just grab your partner, you start to
Cos' i'm well known just like King
I don't sell burgers or french
I'm here to make your nature rise
grab your partner round n' round
And her by the butt n' boogie down
Just up your jacket, and open up her brass
And dance at the Mardi Gras
I'm the man of action, the attraction
The call me the satisfaction
I'm the Romeo, the
Here tonight I'm get over
To the everybody...