Luyện nghe bài hát No Sleep Till Brooklyn

No till,
Brooklyn!

on the pedal
Never ever false
Engine running hotter than a kettle
My job a job
It's a damn good
City to city I'm my rhymes.
On
Touring around the
Beastie Boys on vacation
Itchy finger
But a stable
I do what I do
Because I'm and able.
no faking
Your I'm taking
Going coast to coast to all the girlies shaking.
While you're at the job nine to five
The Beastie at the Garden
Cold it live.

No till

plane
Another
Another in the brain
girl
Another
drive all night.
Our crazy
He always dust
got his own room at the back of the bus.
Tour around the
You rock the clock
to hotel
on the jock.
We're hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid the way
'Cause it's your while.
on the floor Ad-Rock's out the door
M.C.A.'s in the back he's skeezin' with a whore.
We got a safe in the with money in a stack
dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back.

No sleep
No sleep till Brooklyn, no sleep Brooklyn !

seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. get on the mike, my man!
Born and Brooklyn
The U.S.A.
call me Adam Yauch
But I'm M.C.A.
Like a to a lime
A to a lemon
I sip the def ale all the fly women.
Got limos, arena,
pictures and classy hoes
Step off
Get out of my way
Taxing little girlies from to L.A.
up
Before I get to
'Cause be rockin' this party eight days a week!

No sleep
No till Brooklyn!
No sleep Brooklyn!
No till Brooklyn!
No till Brooklyn!

No till Brooklyn!
No till Brooklyn!
No till Brooklyn!
No sleep Brooklyn!

No till Brooklyn!
No sleep Brooklyn!