Luyện nghe bài hát Live On The Mic

Yeah, this is what you would call like
One of the things that, you know, when you meet goal
You get to the top of the game and the dream come
Kurupt and freestyle

Yes, yes y'all, yeah, yeah
(Uh)
KRS y'all, uh, huh, uh, huh
(Uh)
Yeah Kurupt,
Time to it out, uh, huh

Prophecy, y'all yes yes,
(Yea)
KRS, y'all, uh, huh, like this
(Yea)
You know what's up through like that
(Haha)

I laugh at that, whole premise is off
I'm blastin' that, somehow my foot is exactly yo ass is at
it, you know for 86 produce 77
I'm doin' to you on the other hand still of new to it

I spit lead into men, you a veteran, ain't no tellin'
I send to get them yet another one
My send shocks of adrenaline so you sweat again
(Unverified)

Then again I that everybody
Think they can fuck with us but I noticed
want to be close to us, tryin' to bust when they bust
I seen them they ain't treacherous and they ain't fuckin' us

My out this universe, words that serve all these emcees
They hear pre-verbs I break them down to and verbs
They know exactly I do, I run through crew for crew
KRS, on you, baby

True underground, Boogey got them runnin' around
to town breakin' them all the way down
And makin' them frown, underground

Not a clown, copy, guilty ass, papi
I roll with the mash out
The beat down posse, terror
You'll find you was hard

When the clip loads and I Flip-Mode
My faster, fresh blows, give my foes blows
The best nose, goes live at shows

See I heard it before, it before
Worded it before,
Every emcee tried to it before

Be the raw dog hog servin' all y'all
Fuck with us the top dog
Murder all y'all, my minds

I'm out mind state, lookin' at me, oh my goodness
rhymes he creates
Is he the Wonderin', nah, ain't no best
only me and KRS we don't need no vest, mothafucka

Uh, that, yeah, uh, huh, like that, uh
(We gangstafied Kurupt and on the mic, Yeah)

Comin' through in the studio
KRS-One, yeah I'm on Jive
But I emcees now out in

Yeah, no doubt, I be the raw dog and I'm droppin'
Every from here to Compton
Raw dog, assassin when you see me through, blastin
Don't matter no harrassin, they lastin'

The last round, the nigga knocked down
Provocative sound, off round for round
And pound for pound, I be from the
It's me a Kris, nigga you can eat my

I break them down so quick, you can't with this
The lyricist is way nice
Break and take in freezers just like ice
Fuck around me, O.G, yo, we so precise

You the teacher's agenda
We will be here forever, you to surrender
Action start, you tremor
Never my temper, when my temple member
You know the center of the dope beat,

Yea, yea,
Raw dog assassin
KRS and
Yea, yea, y'all, uh, huh
Like this, this

Yeah, we make bounce, I make them bounce
We make them bounce, yo, I them bounce
Yo, I blaze a ounce, yeah, I blaze a
I'm gonna to the ounce

When the homies come
we surround like we bustin' at you
I leave ya flat,
You wonderin, you back, homie
I leave you all alone, in the danger

Lookin' at and didn't notice it was on
My homeboy, slittin', spreadin', the spreadin'
Niggas, who don't bust rhymes, start beheadin'
Me and Kris, we do it like this
Lyricist, can't fuck with this

That's right y'all, you what the man said
KRS-One styles could never be
Thats why we still in-in the
Chillin' it's about o'clock
And we representin' real

Now you know what it is
We got the in our face
KRS-One, all up in the place
You know what it is
We got to come again

I got my friend, I remember his name again
But I'm gonna keep flowin', gonna keep
Remember the skills out the box

We be blowin', that, yo Foxy you on the track
Come and get some'a that pass it back
Now my man, Kurupt, on the mic this
Now come back and represent the Kris

Clap your hands, get it all together
See me come through, me and
Tougher leather and every emcee who come through
Be better than you, Claimin' better than you
But we start heads

Everybody lookin' at me I flows the head
Leave them all dead, nigga, you heard I said
Punk ass niggas, don't the game

the game homeboy televisin' the game
Seen the game, so im the game
the game, oh no, I'm risin' the game

They shook down they took down, shook like
See me rockin' I be rockin' all
Don't you it, oh yeah, the poltergiest poet
Throw it, I show it, just don't blow it

Sit on the couch, a joint in my mouth
Gettin' as as can be, even though, they despisin' me
Realizin' I be makin' money than Spike Lee

And my homie, O.G to me
Yo, Kris, we gonna do it like
(Yeah?)
them down, quick, and they can eat a dick

Boogey Down, Boogey
Boogey Down, Boogey
Boogey production
Down, Boogey Down
Boogey Down, Boogey

Ha-ha
(Byatch)
Yo we out, dog
(Bitch gangsta life, me and on the mic)