Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' on these
mutherfuckers lets take it to the next millennium on niggas
you got to bubblin' on em platinum doublin' on em fuck
these niggas A yo I bumped into cat an' they was like
"Yeah what up wit nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he don't swear he he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy number one right now fuck that spit
that shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats beat right here
who I fear
throw your in the air
socialise, get down, let your soouulll the way
cause i'm enemy that you can't see
who you wanna be, you shit to me
It hard for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, they'll fo me
so if you want whats mine, you gots to have the
seen em come and i've seen em part
If you ain't want then why did you start?
Front from the light catch after dark
suffer duck or catch these
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't nobody kicking the rhymes these
see I do the things they can't achieve
so start bassin' an' i'll start pacing
bets on that you'll be
more than the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Enemy number one

Chorus (singing beat scratching in the background)

one, one, one one,
one, one, one
one, one, one

let me ask you, you got against me?
is it my or is it the Bentley?
is it my or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all me
now ask yourself, why is he number
now ask yourself, who's done what done
then ask yourself, fifth of the long run
you its a game cause you fucked the wrong one
with God and I don't swing solo,
never down when I got a throw dolo
see me out, but I just won't go though
pretty thing wanna have my photo
one in the hangin' on the wall
in that I rocked them all
got no time for those that think
grill me in the club cause can't ball
shot callers,
hate ballers,
back in control now I call
no fun fleeing under the gun,
because they got me Public Enemy one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes
giving them the thast their not gettin'
a bonafide playa, now who got the
a non-stop, rhythm poetry sayer
I'm the saver, the New york mayor
before you try me, you better say prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm gone then say die
I take what I find, put a beat to they
thought it was over but I from behind,
wanna try to me from speaking my mind
2000 and running out of time
almost to the point when I wanna bust
a lot of faces, I can only trust mine
in positions, all on the front line
don't make a move till I give them the
known as the poetical, lyrical son
i'm Public Enemy number one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm talking love,
sparklin' and glisten on mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and what they got,
wanna bring you down.

(beat fades)