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

Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and on The Breaks

If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever me
I never won a Grammy, I win a Tony
But I'm not the only MC it real
When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, go "Illlll!"
Check the as I rhyme, it's 1995
I arrive the party gets liver
Flow with the rhymer, that's to leave behind
The video rapper, you know, the chart
Clapper, down goes another
Onto matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
Knowledge Reigns Over Nearly Everybody
up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party
Flat top, braids, heads or natty dread
There was a story about a man named Jed
But now Jed is dead, all his kids
Want to kick rhymes off the top of they
Word, what go around around I figure
Now we got white callin' themselves niggas
The tables turned as the crosses
Remember You Must
About the styles I and how wild I get
I go on like a age rocket ship
You could be a mack, a pimp, or player
But make sure you is a dope rhyme sayer

is what you waited all year for
The hardcore, what KRS is here for
Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, ill
If you see then ya saw I'm in your with mad skill
MC's can only battle with rhymes got punchlines
Let's battle to see who
of flow for flow let's go show for show
Toe for toe, yo, you act like you know
Too many MC's that word 'emcee' lightly
They can't a Crowd, not even slightly
It might be the fact they express wackness
Let me show ya whose ass is the
I flip a script a bit, you ride the tip and shit
Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your is counterfeit
Now tone it a bit
My title you will never get, I'm too
I'll send family my sentiments, my style is toxic
I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
It split quick the lyric
Direct hit, fit, you can't get with it

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