Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ahead

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

1:

In 199-sess, krs is in his
You are weak-in and collapse like mike, collect the
You more ish than a cellullar
You can't last, just me enema
Cos I give ass-troid, heaven and mergatroid
I'm that six, umm, humanoid
Pyschological like freud
But I get annoyed cos these rappers no brain
These hardcore rappers crack me up cocaine
got no skill or game
They sellin that let me say it
"ask for minoxadil rogaine"
skills I will explain
The teacher breaks this whole down plain

West coast beef dead, no-ho-ho
East coast must dead, no-ho-ho
for us to move ahead, no-ho-ho
B-boy is dead, no
We move ahead (x8)

2:

People always say they see us, teach us
So we move by the inch, teachin some of it, believe us
Hustlas and and hos will never leave us
They been around since mary magdalene and
Run wit it, pimps and players run the
We been raised on a tonne of it that's why we're it
a player is cool when you a kid
Until you get up for a eight year bid
Now you use and and serve like hell
Til one day you are found face upon the ground
Two shots to the dome, we need to switch
Dyin over you players, I think, call a bitch
I'm not a hater cos I hate no one
But you start destroyin hip-hop, you gots ta go, son
Government attack one brainwashed
Government attack two who is, yes, rinsed
Government attack is for you and me
To constantly dream about the lex with bulletproof
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 descend on establishment
In the east or west, microphone it
Chess-to-chess, lyrical is dope
For the hip-hop nation, yet our hope, your
Is than who can kill who and who got the biggest crew?
That's why black people seem to break thru
It's crabs in a pot when one crab reaches the top
Other crabs wish to pull down and (bloods)
I'm not what's all the fuss
belongs to all of us
The east it, the west decorated it
the lesson, the unified picture is black expression
When expression heights itself
It becomes black digression leadin to in health
Now question these ideas
If was destroyed could we blame 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 but ourselves
So....

We move ahead (x8)
All is dead!