Luyện nghe bài hát MC's Act Like They Don't Know

Clap hands everybody, if you got what it takes
I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks

If you know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me
I never won a Grammy, I win a Tony
But I'm not the only MC keepin' it
I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
Check the as I rhyme, it's 1995
I arrive the party gets liver
Flow with the master rhymer, that's to leave
The video rapper, you know, the climber
Clapper, down another rapper
Onto another matter, punch up the data,
Knowledge Reigns Over Nearly Everybody
Call up KRS, I'm to rip a party
Flat top, braids, bald or natty dread
There was a story about a man named Jed
But now Jed is dead, all his kids
Want to rhymes off the top of they head
Word, what go come around I figure
Now we got white kids callin' niggas
The tables turned as the burned
You Must Learn
About the styles I and how wild I get
I go on a space age rocket ship
You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or
But make live you is a dope rhyme sayer

is what you waited all year for
The hardcore, that's what KRS is for
Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, ill
If you see ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill
MC's can battle with rhymes that got punchlines
Let's to see who headlines
Instead of flow for flow let's go show for
Toe for toe, yo, you act like you know
Too many take that word 'emcee' lightly
can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly
It might be the fact that they express
Let me show ya ass is the blackest
I flip a script a little bit, you the tip and shit
Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your style is
Now it down a bit
My title you will get, I'm too intelligent
I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is
When I rock and and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
It split from the lyric
hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it

Some don't like the KRS but they must respect him
'Cause they know this kid all up in they rectum
and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
Just em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
Who in their right mind can a style like mine?
I design rhyme and get mine all the
standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
When I roll up and rush their crew they bitchin'
I burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's
they could tangle with the likes of these
Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I
Wide, magnified, live like the tide
You dope, you lied, I reside like
On the wrong of the tracks, electrified
Comin' around the mountain, you run and
your defence mechanism can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
As I spark mad
The 1996 lyrical what I give 'em