Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Throttle

You wanna test me? Are you
be out of your fuckin' mind, KRS-One is the DON, seen?
Come down Park

You know, I don't know your management be tellin' you
I don't know what your producers be you
But yo, you step this way, gettin' played out of position
So let me you a little start, check it out

Every KRS-One steps in the jam
The party is packed, he got the mic in his
Brooklyn's ready, in the house
Kenny drops the and we turn the party out

That's it, of the gimmicks tricks, oh it's
You have the hits or the crazy hype lyrics
But come half assed and lookin' pitiful
of 'em lyrical but their ego is critical

Like I said, I'm not a but to Allah, I'm obedient
Some on the mic become Muslims when it's convenient
And I've seen it, real Muslims praise Allah and mean it
Others are dreamin' it sex me and do me
And I'd rather listen to the brand

You it's funny, everybody wants money
And material from cars and chicken wings
When they sing, they for the cash
They fail to realize, respect will outlast

You get by bein' creative and yes, a native to your audience
So you reality, in other words if you ain't a gangsta
Why play you a gangsta? If you ain't a hoe, why sell
If you believe in Allah, how is it you can only when there's a check?

All of this is incorrect, should always come respect
The charts are not equal to the respect of the
Their doesn't weeble or wobble, they know the difference
From a artist and a lip-syncin' model, right on
You'll get a bottle, you're holdin' my dick like a

I'm the freshest thing on the mic, mess with me
I'm fresher than your grandmother's fried recipe
You test me, you ain't a chemist and I sure ain't chemistry
You're not a mathematician and my name ain't
You're no astronomer, why see me as

But I'm a Parker, so play you like Monopoly
Don't the thought of droppin' me, to think of me
As less than your teacher, crazy you got to be
type of lyrical styles cannot be said sloppily
I rip it up constantly, you're holdin' my dick like a

The will come again and again and again and again
To set the trend and lend to other men a blend
So when their lyrics finish, just begin
Rippin' up sucker, teachers put their to an end

So once again, the setter comes a lot better
Forever too for a petty MC in leather
Whenever decide, whatever I'm in sync
The I write, help me think

To guide ink off the paper through the air, smack in face
And erase in the rhymes you embrace
Just in case, get the fuck out my face, I run place
You're lucky from the same race

A simple technique will keep you on
With the from the street, you compete with the elite
That's weak, gold and can't speak
I seek the direction of the brown

So year, I appear somewhere
you hear, my dear to get one thing clear
Whether on welfare or
Don't step to this here or you outta

Allow me now to please the gear
And pick up the mic you missed those happen me
me feared, come, we come in the dance
We haffa likka of a an towah? Let's get back to the hip hop

You come into the place you can't in my face
'Cause the is bright and I'm towerin' in height
See are millions of stars in the sky
the sun appears none are visible to the eye

Why? The is the sun is the sun
You can't possibly until I'm done
And finished and like the evening, fade
But when I return you'll cry for shade

So check the dancestyle 'cause I am not up
It's time that I rock and sing not my ding-a-ling-a-ling
But instead bring pon ting
'Cause you can inject in rap
But Parker ain't tryin' to hear that