Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Mic

If you can feel what I'm feeling then it's a musical
Hear what I'm dealing with then cool at least
What's through my mind comes through in my walk
True are shown from the way that I talk and this is me, y'all
An M.C., y'all my name is M.C.A. and I still do I please
And now I'd to introduce (what's up?)
I'll pass the mic to D for a fistful of

The is D, y'all, and I don't play
And I can rock a block party your hair turns grey
(So, what you sayin'?) I on site
I'm like Walker, I'm (dy-no-mite!)
And now I'd to pass the mic
To Adrock, c'mon and do anything you

I'm the A-D-R-O-C-K, in the with the bass, I'm going all the way
I stop y'all, tock-tick, y'all
And if you think that you're slick catch a brick y'all
'Cause I'ma it in and I'ma turn it out
But for now I've got to the mic to Yauch

Well, on and on and on and on
I can't stop, y'all, the early morn'
So rock-rock, y'all, y'all, to the beat, y'all
To the beat, y'all, and rock, y'all

I give thanks for inspiration, it guides my along the way
A lot of people get jealous, they're about me
But that's just 'cause haven't got a thing to say

Well, everybody like it's a commercial
Actin' like is a big commercial
So this is what got to say to you all
Be true to yourself and you will never
And now I'd like to the mic to the A

(So what's name, yauch?) my name is M.C.A
I've been coming to where I am from the
Find that I can groove with the beat I let go
So put your on hold
Get up and groove with the in your soul
And now I'd to pass the mic
To my brother Adrock, and shine like a light

Yes, yes, and yes, yes, y'all
I'm always on time, nevertheless,
And right, y'all
I shed light,
I've got no time in my to get uptight, y'all
So what you say that I don't know already?
I'm like Clyde and I'm steady
But time flies when you're fun, so Mike D (that's me!)
and get some

to the D
You come and see me and you pay fee
Do I do professionally
To tell the truth I am exactly what I to be
Now (huh?) and M.C.A (yeah?)
Let's this joint in the old school way

Well, I'm on 'till the of dawn
Mowing down M.C.'s like I'm the lawn
I go off like nothing can me
You think we'll ever meet
(One of days, D!)
But I can stand my ground and I am
To wax an M.C who like a clown
But for now, I'd to ask you how
You the feel of the bass in your face in the crowd?