Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Throttle

You wanna test me? Are you
Gotta be out of your fuckin' mind, is the DON, seen?
down Kenny Park

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

Every time steps in the jam
The is packed, he got the mic in his hand
Brooklyn's ready, in the house
Kenny the beat and we turn the party out

That's it, none of the tricks, oh it's
You either have the hits or the hype lyrics
But MC's come assed and lookin' pitiful
None of 'em lyrical but their ego is

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

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

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

All of this is incorrect, first always come respect
The charts are not equal to the of the people
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 like a throttle

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

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

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

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

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

A simple technique will you on beat
With the style the street, you compete with the elite
That's weak, flashin' gold and can't
I seek the direction of the complexion

So every year, I 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 change the
And pick up the mic you missed those happen me
me feared, come, we come in the dance
We haffa likka of a shot an towah? Let's get to the hip hop

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

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

So the dancestyle 'cause I am not softening up
It's time that I rock and sing not about my
But instead bring pon ting
'Cause you can ignorance in rap
But Kenny Parker tryin' to hear that