Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

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

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

Chorus (singing with scratching in the background)

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

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

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna infiltrate and break my
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes
giving them the juice 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 say your prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm then say don't die
I take what I find, put a beat to rhyme
thought it was over but I from behind,
wanna try to stop me from my mind
almost and running out of time
almost to the when I wanna bust nines
a lot of straight faces, I can trust mine
soldiers in positions, all on the line
don't make a move till I give them the
known as the poetical, miracle son
because i'm Public Enemy one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm talking love,
sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and they ain't got,
wanna bring you down.

(beat fades)