Luyện nghe bài hát KRS-One Speech - KRS-One

Yo up?
This is hip hop manifesting as the KRS-One.
Bringing you 60 of funk with my man Funkmaster Flex
so I say...

Me never never never over
Me never never never go commercial la la (x2)

1:
You ain't major you
Get behind a rhymer
Graff writer, climber, path finder, rewinder
A
ass let me get WAY up in it
Now you did it
You to me like you some type of lyrical chef
But Coolio said G you better make a leeeft
Now you in the party hard
You need to be home so you can wake up early and get a job
Stop frontin' you sayin' nothin'
Say hello to the Down Production
MC's today are too pretty a pity
I represent the city where it's
And GRIMY I'm ferrous curious
try me if you're serious
Who's your trainer I'll you in the face with a bottle
Hit the toggle back to a role model
You Benedict
calm you
You ain't wild I heard this kid in Brooklyn the same style
for timing your rhymin'
And with that biddy bye bye follow me massive you don't wanna go
I got mad skills and style I will get
Feel my
ahead by miles
Who's to blame when your are lame?
No octane just can't play the quite the same
I'm in the lane
Shoooom I go by you like a Japanese bullet
I you trying to damage my name
But can...you...stand..the...rain?
The I don't kill go insane
Fuck the flamboyant MC I come (complain)
What you for?
What you lyin'
You gotta think is hip hop worth dyin'
So lets settle the score rhythmic metaphor
Strickly the motherfuckin' God
So I say

2:
So I leap
And the microphone I speak through
I'm writtin' for the people bite if you to
I can see
And see dat
You saw an MC and to be dat
MC you saw ME
Can you dat?
And dat
True lyrics will always
And R.E.A.L. meanin' Equal Actual Life
Is the essence and ebony
Trace record sales G
Somethings are pure luck others things are to be
I bet mention me
In the century
"KRS-One innovator in rap poetry"
Simotainusly you will be
While in the year 2000 'Criminal will STILL be rockin'
You waste your time me
I got happenin' see
You of thought G
You of thought sooner
instead of battlin' me you need to plan your
you die broke like Sammy Davis Jr.
The solar by the lunar
by the solar
Followed by McDonalds and Coke
The point is
the outcome of the battle
the battle goes on with more fries and soda
So I say...

3:
the ?
Pass it over beginner
Battlin' me worth it just to say you are the winner
You'll be rippin' parties, no
still be rippin' parties
You'll still be McDonalds for dinner
So all you teeny iddy bitty yellow polka dot MCs
I travel the world while you around the way
You iddy bitty teeny weeny MCs inside your city (ha ha)
off your mic you got nothing else to say
So up from my yard
from the door
You name ain't Funkmaster so you Flexin' for?