Luyện nghe bài hát No Sleep Till Brooklyn

No till,
Brooklyn!

Foot on the
Never false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling
My job a job
a damn good time
City to I'm running my rhymes.
On
around the nation
Beastie always on vacation
Itchy finger
But a turntable
I do I do best
I'm willing and able.
Ain't no
money I'm taking
Going coast to to watch all the girlies shaking.
While you're at the job working nine to
The Boys at the Garden
kickin' it live.

No till

Another
train
Another in the brain
girl
Another
drive all night.
Our crazy
He always dust
He's got his own room at the of the bus.
Tour the world
You rock the clock
Plane to
on the jock.
We're trashing hotels like it's going out of
Getting along the way
'Cause it's worth 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 trunk with in a stack
dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back.

No sleep
No till Brooklyn, no sleep till Brooklyn !

Ain't seen the light since we this 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.
Like a 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
Before I get to
I'll be rockin' this party eight days a week!

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

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

No till Brooklyn!
No sleep Brooklyn!