Luyện nghe bài hát No Sleep Till Brooklyn

No till,
Brooklyn!

Foot on the
ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a kettle
My job a job
It's a good time
to city I'm running my rhymes.
On
Touring around the
Boys always on vacation
Itchy finger
But a stable
I do I do best
Because I'm and able.
Ain't no
Your money I'm
coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking.
While you're at the job working nine to
The Beastie Boys at the
kickin' it live.

No till

plane
Another
Another bottle in the
girl
Another
drive all night.
Our manager's
He always smokes
got his own room at the back of the bus.
Tour around the
You rock around the
to hotel
on the jock.
We're trashing hotels it's going out of style
paid along the way
'Cause worth your while.
Four on the Ad-Rock's out the door
M.C.A.'s in the because he's skeezin' with a whore.
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a
With in the front and Brooklyn's in the back.

No till
No till Brooklyn, no sleep till Brooklyn !

Ain't seen the light since we started band
M.C.A. get on the mike, my man!
and bred Brooklyn
The U.S.A.
They call me Adam
But I'm M.C.A.
a lemon to a lime
A to a lemon
I sip the def ale all the fly women.
Got limos, arena,
Autograph and classy hoes
off Homes
Get out of my way
Taxing little girlies from to L.A.
up
Before I get to
'Cause I'll be rockin' party eight days a week!

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

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

No sleep Brooklyn!
No sleep Brooklyn!