Luyện nghe bài hát Live On The Mic

Yeah, this is what you would call somethin'
One of the that, you know, when you meet your goal
You get to the top of the game and the come true
Kurupt and freestyle

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

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

I laugh at that, your 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 to you on the other hand still kind of new to it

I spit lead better 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
they can fuck with us but luckily I noticed
Everybody want to be close to us, tryin' to when they bust
I seen them they ain't treacherous and they ain't with us

My style's out universe, words that serve all these emcees
They hear pre-verbs I break them down to nouns and
know exactly what 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 class clown, copy, ass, papi
I with the mash out posse
The down posse, terror squad
find you was never hard

When the clip and I yell Flip-Mode
My faster, blows, give my foes death blows
The best nose, live at breath shows

See I it before, word it before
Worded it before,
Every tried to serve it before

Be Kurupt the raw dog hog all y'all
Fuck with us the top dog
Murder all y'all, my incredible

I'm out this state, lookin' at me, oh my goodness
What rhymes he
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 Kurupt and KRS-One on the mic, Yeah)

through in the studio live
KRS-One, yeah I'm still on
But I represent now out in

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

The last round, the last nigga knocked
Provocative sound, off round for round
And pound for pound, I be the Dogpound
me a Kris, nigga you can eat my dick

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

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

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

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

the homies come through
Dogpound we surround we bustin' at you
I ya flat, homie
You wonderin, you lookin' back,
I you all alone, in the danger zone

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

That's y'all, you heard what the man said
KRS-One styles could never be
Thats why we still the studio
Chillin' it's three o'clock
And we representin' hip-hop

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

I got my friend, I can't remember his name
But I'm gonna flowin', gonna keep showin'
Remember the that out the box

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

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

Everybody at me I flows from the head
Leave them all dead, nigga, you heard what I
ass niggas, don't realize the game

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

They shook down they down, shook like clowns
See me I be rockin' all around
Don't you know it, oh yeah, the poltergiest
it, I show it, homeboy just don't blow it

Sit on the couch, with a in my mouth
Gettin' as high as can be, though, they despisin' me
Realizin' I be makin' more 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, Down
Down production
Boogey Down, Down
Down, Boogey Down

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