Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

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

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

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

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

I wanna time out to talk about him
'Cause frankly I don't know what I do without him
We work together a medical crew
When I'm backin' up, I'm backin' Prince up too

Tryin' to beat us? That make any sense
He's Rock C an' I'm the Fresh Prince
In the rap industry, we're at first
a better combination in the whole universe

So if you wanna battle, your future looks
That you just beat my buddy

Word, break it down, break it down,

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

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

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

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

Eight whack crews' poppin' big trash
us that in a battle we can't last
The battle at ten thirty an' by quarter of eleven
Was no longer eight crews, how many was There was seven

whack crews' in a football huddle
Tryin' to out their next rebuttal
They came out strong, you'd think they thought ultimate
But we just dissed 'em an' dismissed, so now six

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

Five crews' lined up in the hallway
All perpetratin' like they're to play
My secretary walked out, she asked for one
They got scared an' left, so now there's

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

That's the moral of this
try to take me an' Ready Rock's glory
'Cause if you do, your future looks
'Cause you just can't beat, me an' my

Word, yeah, ay, Rock, hold up, hold up, hold up, man
Wait a minute, wait a minute, a minute
What, man, C'mon man, man, I wonder
Can, can I just interrupt the record for a