Luyện nghe bài hát Message From The Boss

verse1:You wanna know my i got things to do
People to meet, to see
important - matters to turn to
A of time for me to try to burn you
And talk a minute, not worth a conversation
I intelligently, with information
Goin and flowin and showin, you're still
-- with a childish mind
Your brain is small, plus hard to find
I need a microscope, to see a two-cent
That don't think, when they rob and
And rape and kill -- and murder their loved
Now put brain in the guillotine
Slice it to cuts, you're goin nuts ? cell
You low rate me?
better off in hell, feel the flame
Fire burn and toast
Let me you scald, while i brag and boast
I keep your on stand-by
Cause the message, comin straight from the boss!

Chorus(2):message the boss,
i am the boss,
comes the boss,
the boss!

verse2:Your attention please, on, let me try this
This beat is -- so i just
Made up some that are hyper than hyperspace
Lil Ced will bass, eliminate
Rappers who think slick with a few tricks
Can't be quick fixed if they try
Man, and, aiyyo, i the right to be
On any stage and mic someone can to me
Cause, i'm in there, and i
I'm vladimir, no one bet-ter
to me, get to me, or pes-ter me
Confess to me, me
Adressin me, be less than me, or me
Because, it only out the best in me
Soul, no - what you really need to do
Instead of you need to really improve
Our race, and other race
Bring em together -- and face
The problems, that we need to be
are dyin, starvin, robbin
Bein discriminated from jobs
And things like that so think that
We have a tool to use they call rap
So, yo, use it, not abuse it
And in the long run, we have this
Situation and into a positive
They doubted this, so we're proud of
Institution we invented of
That's why this message, is from the boss!

Chorus(2)

verse3:Once again, i hear your on my radio
to right, and comin through my stereo
I turn it off, go off show-off
Blow off mc's who can't talk or or write
Or learn, stutter - i think you need to go
But watch me
The smarter i get, the you get
The better i get, the you get
Ha ha hah, i gotta laugh - mc's are very to me
And on easter, they're like a to me
Hoppin around, without a
Formation, results in
Better skills, how to sign a
For a job, but you'd be a slob
A parasite, eating off the cob
everybody, you got a dollar for crack?
I'll pay you
Wednesday thursday friday here
Where's my
It ain't funny with a pipe in your
For a fracture, last time the smacked ya
For hittin your and pops
You need a shake in your brain,
I'm a vet, juvenile, and driven wild, meanwhile
You look and petty, and now senile
How's in jail without bail?
Now you're up for sale, like a prostitute
man's wife, on the la-la tip
Think it again
it's the message, comin straight from the boss!

Chorus(repeately)