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 don't know me by now I doubt ever know me
I never won a Grammy, I win a Tony
But I'm not the only MC keepin' it
When I grab the mic to a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
Check the as I rhyme, it's 1995
Whenever I arrive the party liver
Flow with the rhymer, that's to leave behind
The rapper, you know, the chart climber
Clapper, down goes another
Onto another matter, punch up the data,
Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly
Call up KRS, I'm to rip a party
top, braids, bald heads or natty dread
There once was a story a man named Jed
But now Jed is dead, all his instead
to kick rhymes off the top of they head
Word, what go around come around I
Now we got white kids callin' niggas
The tables turned as the crosses
Remember You Learn
the styles I flip 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 live you is a dope sayer

This is you waited all year for
The hardcore, what KRS is here for
Big up Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill mad skill
can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
Let's to see who headlines
Instead of flow for flow go show for show
Toe for toe, yo, you act like you know
Too many MC's take that word lightly
They can't Move a Crowd, not 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 style is
Now tone it a bit
My title you never get, I'm too intelligent
send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
When I rock and and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
It split quick the lyric
Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get it

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