Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

I'd like to know are you really for super-dynamite soul?
the world's greatest entertainer
The amazing Mr. Beat himself
The hardest working beatbox in show business, Rock

Ready, Rock, Ready Rock C
Tell 'em your name, tell 'em name
Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Rock C
That was Ready, Ready Rock, Ready Rock

Hey, man, up, man
I think I tell 'em a little about this man
Aight, break it down, Ready, it down

Please pay attention to my
So I can tell you all this pal of mine
He's my buddy, my best
When it's a beat I need, it's a beat lend

I wanna time out to talk about him
'Cause frankly I know what I would do without him
We work together a medical crew
I'm backin' Ready up, I'm backin' Prince up too

Tryin' to us? That doesn't make any sense
He's Ready C an' I'm the Fresh Prince
In the rap industry, we're at first
Ain't a combination in the whole universe

So if you wanna battle, your future looks
That you just can't my buddy

Word, it down, break it down, Ready

We've won so many battles, think it's a trick
That when the crowd gets to judge, it's us they'll pick
They see face an' then they hear my voice
To us as the winners is the natural choice

Because battle after battle, we on top
'Cause it's not the way we look, the way that we rock
So if you thought you wanted to battle, this rhyme
Just keep it an' I'm sure that I can your mind

There was ten whack dudes tryin' to play post
One crew got bold an' they to boast
I said, "Y'all up an' get back in line"
But refused, what happened now? So now there's nine

Nine whack crews' to rock like this
They were my rhymes an' just couldn't resist
I said, Please stop bitin', don't imitate
But they kept on bitin', so now there's eight

Eight crews' poppin' big time trash
Tellin' us in a battle we can't last
The battle started at ten thirty an' by of eleven
Was no longer eight crews, how many was they? There was

Seven whack in a football huddle
Tryin' to figure out their next
They came out strong, you'd they thought they ultimate
But we just 'em an' dismissed, so now there's six

Six whack tryin' to be tough
Who the hell told 'em they could the mic like us
We got straight the business, didn't pop no jive
We blew 'em out, so now there's five

Five whack lined up in the hallway
All perpetratin' they're read to play
My secretary walked out, she for one more
They got an' left, so now there's four

Four whack crews' outside around
I said, I'll take you all on, now how that sound?
Not one had heart enough to up that mic
I said, "Okay, let you go, psych"

That's the moral of story
Never try to take me an' Rock's glory
'Cause if you do, your future muddy
you just can't beat, me an' my buddy

Word, yeah, ay, Ready Rock, up, hold up, hold up, man
Wait a minute, wait a minute, a minute
What, man, what? C'mon man, man, I
Can, can I just interrupt the for a second?