Luyện nghe bài hát Message From the Boss

[Kool
You wanna know my I got things to do
People to meet, to see
Very important - matters to to
A waste of time for me to try to you
and talk a minute, you're not a conversation
I intelligently, with information
Goin and flowin and showin, you're growin
adolescent -- with a mind
brain is small, plus it's hard to find
I a microscope, to see a two-cent brain
that don't think, when they rob and
and rape and -- and murder their loved ones
Now put your brain in the
it to cold cuts, you're goin nuts ? cell
You wanna low me?
You're better off in Hell, the flame
fire burn and toast
Let me hear you scald, I brag and boast
I your brain on stand-by
Cause it's the message, straight from the BOSS!

Gee]
Your attention please, come on, let me try
This beat is -- so I just
up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace
Ced Gee kick bass, eliminate
rappers who quick slick with a few tricks
Can't be fixed if they try this
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 than me, or testin me
because, it brings out the best in me
Soul, no - here's what you really to do
Instead of battlin you need to really
our race, and every other
Bring em together -- and let's
the problems, that we need to be
People are dyin, starvin,
Bein from different jobs
and like that so think about that
We have a tool to use they call rap
So, yo, use it, not abuse it
And in the long run, we improved this
and turned into a positive
They doubted this, so we're of this
institution we invented of
That's why message, is comin from the BOSS!

[Kool
Ced.. {*echoes*}

Once again, I hear your garbage on my
Left to right, and comin through my
I turn it off, go off without
Blow off MC's who can't talk or read or
or learn, stutter - I think you to go ?RIFT?
But me shift
The smarter I get, the you get
The better I get, the you get
Ha ha hah, I gotta laugh - MC's are funny to me
And on Easter, they're a bunny to me
Hoppin around, without a
Formation, results in
Better skills, how to a application
for a job, but rather be a slob
A parasite, eating off the cob
Beggin everybody, you got a for crack?
I'll pay you
Wednesday Thursday Saturday's here
my money?
It ain't funny with a in your face
For a fracture, last the cops smacked ya
for hittin moms and pops
You a shake in your brain, adolescent
I'm a vet, you're juvenile, and wild, meanwhile
You stupid and petty, and now senile
How's in jail without bail?
Now up for sale, you're like a prostitute
Another wife, on the la-la tip
about it again
Cause the message, comin straight from the BOSS!