Luyện nghe bài hát Live On The Mic

Yeah, this is what you call somethin' like
One of the things that, you know, when you your goal
You get to the top of the game and the dream true
Kurupt and KRS-One

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

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

I laugh at that, your whole 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 better men, you a veteran, no tellin'
What I to get them yet another one
My voice-box shocks of adrenaline so you sweat again
(Unverified)

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

My style's out this universe, words that serve all emcees
They hear pre-verbs I break them down to nouns and
They know exactly what I do, I run through for crew
KRS, it's on you,

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

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

When the clip loads and I yell
My faster, fresh blows, give my death blows
The best nose, live at breath shows

See I it before, word it before
it before, before
Every emcee tried to it before

Be Kurupt the raw dog hog servin' all
Fuck around us the top dog
all y'all, my minds incredible

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

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

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

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

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

I break them down so quick, you can't with this
The lyricist is way nice
Break and take them in 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
start, you start tremor
Never lose my temper, my temple member
You the center of the dope beat, remember

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

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

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

at Kurupt 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 just this
Lyricist, niggas can't fuck this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Down, Boogey Down
Boogey Down, Down
Boogey Down
Boogey Down, Down
Down, Boogey Down

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