Luyện nghe bài hát Lord of

Getter of girls, of men
("King of Rock") and I am him
Lord of lyrics, duke of
of rap and king at cold crushin

And I'm DJ Run,
Dictator, and hater of those that

of people (controller of crowd)
Lingering lyrics (long) lastin' and

Droppin MCs, just one punch
'cause the baddest of the {?} so call me Captain Crunch
Slayin MCs', make 'em the plank
(What's next?) decks then I count my bank
sounds, not soft or sour
Servin you suckers dreams in the shower
this party, hour after hour
If a girlie try to diss me (Oh my God!) I won't her!

of words, ruler of rap
Not soft, not a sucker, never be a sap
You might get jacked, you talk crap
When I bust my rap, they all back
(The) (master) D.M.C.
'cause it's one, two, three, four
be praisin D, down on your knees
'Cause I'm poppin and joppin, all MCs'

W-w-wel,
I'm and climbin beat-makin every day
The synthesizer sound, so silence I say
that I am great, get it straight, cause my fate
My name is Run I'm one, that's how I rate
He's in the place the bass, and style and grace
His name is Jay, he's here to play, and win race
off the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all and he's down me

I'm talked about I turn it out
You count this large amount
of rhymes I got that rock spot
I am def and you are NOT
If I was fake, I not break
If the at stake, then I would take
the title, will be taken
I'm for real, I'm not
are shivering and, dead shaking
I think ya scared if I'm not
I respect and if I'm correct
They'll awe like a ball that I check
If the shots they take have no
The tried to dunk, but he broke his neck
'cause I harder and I, get farther
You wanna battle D, hey please, bother
to waste your time, messin wit my
The kick you get out of it is in the behind

from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're Raising Hell like a class when the lunch bell
The king will be praised, and will be raised
S-suckers try to faze him but he be fazed
So what's your name? D.M.C.! The is me!
High-ness, or His Majesty!
You can debate,
But you imitate D.M.C. THE GREAT!