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

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

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

1:
You ain't you minor
Get a real rhymer
Graff writer, climber, path finder, rewinder
A
ass let me get WAY up in it
Now you did it
You steppin' to me like you some type of lyrical
But Coolio said G you better make a leeeft
Now you in the party hard
You to be home asleep so you can wake up early and get a job
frontin' you ain't sayin' nothin'
Say hello to the Boogie Production
today are too pretty what a pity
I represent the where it's gritty
And I'm ferrous you're curious
Just try me if serious
Who's your I'll smash you in the face with a bottle
Hit the toggle switch back to a model
You Benedict
calm you
You ain't wild I heard this kid in Brooklyn with the same
Timing for your rhymin'
And with biddy bye bye follow me massive you don't wanna go there
I got mad skills and style I get wild
Feel my
Conceptually ahead by
Who's to when your lyrics are lame?
No octane just can't the game quite the same
I'm in the lane
I go by you like a Japanese bullet train
I you trying to damage my name
But can...you...stand..the...rain?
The one's I don't kill go
Fuck the MC I come plain (complain)
What you tryin'
you lyin' for?
You gotta is hip hop worth dyin' for?
So lets settle the score rhythmic metaphor
Strickly the motherfuckin' God
So I say

2:
So I leap
And dominate the microphone I through
I'm writtin' for the people if you need 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 suffice?
And R.E.A.L. meanin' Rhymes Equal Life
Is the true essence and
Trace your record G
Somethings are pure others things are meant to be
I bet they'll 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 time battlin' me
I got happenin' see
You should of G
You should of sooner
instead of battlin' me you to plan your longevity
Before you die broke like Davis Jr.
The followed by the lunar
by the solar
Followed by and Coke Cola
The point is
Whatever the of the battle
the battle goes on with more french fries and
So I say...

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