Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ahead

Real skills, bronx styles, cypress ave cypress hill
hip-hop, bounce to this shit motherfuckers, read em!
You what's up, shrap!
Commisioner rock on
Tony touch y'all on
Kid capri rock on
Dj kenny yo rock on

1:

In 199-sess, krs is in his
You are weak-in and collapse like mike, the beacon
You talk more ish than a
You last, just call me enema
Cos I give ass-troid, heaven and mergatroid
I'm that six, umm, humanoid
like sigmund freud
But I get annoyed cos these rappers have no
These hardcore rappers me up like cocaine
They got no skill or
They sellin that let me say it
"ask for minoxadil rogaine"
True skills I explain
The teacher breaks this whole shit down

West coast must dead, no-ho-ho
coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho
Time for us to ahead, no-ho-ho
hip-hop is dead, no
We must ahead (x8)

2:

People say when they see us, teach us
So we move by the inch, only some of it, believe us
Hustlas and and hos will never leave us
They been around mary magdalene and jesus
Run wit it, pimps and players run the
We been on a tonne of it that's why we're lovin it
a player is cool when you a kid
Until you get up for a eight year bid
Now you use and abuse and like hell
Til one day you are found down upon the ground
Two shots to the dome, we to switch quick
Dyin over you players, I think, call a bitch
I'm not a player cos I hate no one
But when you start destroyin hip-hop, you ta go, son
Government attack one who's
Government attack two who is, yes, brain
Government three is for you and me
To constantly dream about the lex bulletproof tints
pointless to think I'm knockin ya
If you a pimp, be a pimp, be a philosopher
So the....

3:

Y-yes are the intelligent, we on every establishment
In the east or west, microphone it
Chess-to-chess, lyrical confrontation is
For the nation, yet our hope, your scope
Is broader than who can who and who got the biggest crew?
That's why black people cannot to break thru
It's like in a pot when one crab reaches the top
Other crabs to pull down and blood (bloods)
I'm not understandin all the fuss
Hip-hop to all of us
The east created it, the west it
the lesson, the unified picture is black expression
When black expression heights
It becomes digression leadin to depression in health
Now these ideas today
If hip-hop was destroyed could we the cia
Or the fbi, be a motherfuckin lie-
-er, li-ar, pants on
theories are contrise or we keep them on the shelf
We got no one to blame but
So....

We must ahead (x8)
All is dead!