Luyện nghe bài hát No Sleep Till Brooklyn

No till,
Brooklyn!

Foot on the
Never ever metal
running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job a job
It's a damn good
City to I'm running my rhymes.
On
around the nation
Beastie Boys on vacation
Itchy finger
But a turntable
I do what I do
I'm willing and able.
Ain't no
Your I'm taking
Going coast to coast to watch all the shaking.
While at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the
Cold it live.

No till

plane
Another
bottle in the brain
Another
fight
Another all night.
Our manager's
He smokes dust
He's got his own room at the of the bus.
Tour around the
You rock the clock
Plane to
on the jock.
We're trashing hotels like it's going out of
Getting paid the way
'Cause worth your while.
Four on the floor Ad-Rock's out the
M.C.A.'s in the back he's skeezin' with a whore.
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a
With dice in the and Brooklyn's in the back.

No sleep
No sleep till Brooklyn, no till Brooklyn !

Ain't seen the light since we started band
M.C.A. get on the mike, my man!
Born and bred
The U.S.A.
They call me Yauch
But I'm M.C.A.
a lemon to a lime
A lime to a
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 here to L.A.
up
I get to sleep
'Cause I'll be rockin' party eight days a week!

No sleep
No sleep Brooklyn!
No sleep 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!