Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

Yo, Chuck, a move, man
I was on my way up to the studio
Ya know what I'm sayin'? An' brother stop me an' ask me
"Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D? He he nice"

I said, "Yo, the don't swear he's nice, he knows he's nice"
Ya know what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a
You him into a Public Enemy, man

Now remember that line you was to me
On the way out to L.A.
we was in the car, on our way to the Shot
Well yo, right now, kick the bass for brothers
An' let them what goes on, what goes on

Well, I'm all in, put it up on the
Another rapper shot down from the mouth that
1, 2, 3, for the count
The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no

Cold rap, 49er supreme
Is what I choose an' I use, I never to a team
I can go solo, like a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls have my photo

Run in their room and it on the wall
In remembrance that I them all
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
You can't the kid, so go cut the cheese

Take this application of rhymes these
My rap's red hot, 110
So start bassin', I'll start placin'
Bets on You'll be disgracin'

You an' your mind from a beatin' from my
A time for a crime that I can't
show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one, one

You got no rap but you want to
It's like havin' a but you got no paddle
I never pause, I say it because
I don't in stores but I break all laws

Written while sittin', all fittin', not
me the juice that your not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer so you can tell your
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock sayer

I'm the player, the ozone layer
A battle, Here's a Bible, start your prayer
word to the wise is justified
If ask you what happened, just admit you lied

You just got caught a for goin' out of
An' now you're servin' football their water
You messed the master, word to Chuck
An' I'll wax tax, made sure you got dunked

You just got dissed, all but
duck MCs, you get me pissed
It's no fun on the run
Because got me, Public Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one

you know, don't you know?
I got a of a force to back me up
out, we got never the match
Ambush attack, on my back, teamin', get creamed

So we have us, so okay?
Wanna it again? We got a force
Enemy down, the L.I. circuit
Ain't it D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ Melody

Oh yes, I presume the tunes that make us groom
To make all the ladies
But it's also the words from our direction, a boy session
Kickin' like Lee's Chinese connection

On stereo, never mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm about vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
Because I'm Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

For all you suckers, liars and cheap
Your up wires are always startin' fires
You grown up criers, now here's a pair of
Get a job your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers

You have no desires, your fixes tires
You try to sell ya equipment but you get no
It's you never hire, you're never on flyers
'Cause you an' your crew is only known as good

Known as the poetic, political, son
I'm Public number one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man, what you gotta do
You gotta tell them just like that, ya what I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, man, let me tell you a somethin', man
These brothers runnin' around, headed

They get a little jealous, ya know what I'm
Just like that, ya know, they try to bring you down 'em
But yo, Chuck, you let 'em know
Who's who in the world of

You gotta let 'em that this is the 80's
An' we can get all the
An' in the we got a fly Mercedes
An' that's the way the story
That's just the way the story