Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

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

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

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

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

rock rap, 49er supreme
Is what I an' I use, I never lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, like a bolo
Make the fly girls wanna have my

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

this application of rhymes like these
My rap's red hot, 110
So don't start bassin', I'll placin'
Bets on You'll be disgracin'

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

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

You got no rap but you want to
like havin' a boat but you got no paddle
'Cause I never pause, I say it
I break in stores but I break all laws

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

I'm the rhyme player, the ozone
A battle, what? Here's a Bible, start prayer
This to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened, just admit you

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

You got dissed, all but dismissed
Sucker MCs, you get me pissed
It's no fun on the run
Because they got me, Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one

Don't you know, you know?
I got a posse of a force to me up
Watch out, we got never the
attack, on my back, double teamin', get creamed

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

Oh yes, I presume it's the that make us groom
To all the ladies swoon
But it's also the words from our direction, a gold boy
Kickin' like Bruce Lee's 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 amplifiers
Your crossed up wires are always fires
You grown up criers, now here's a pair of
Get a job like mother, I heard she fixes old dryers

You have no desires, your father tires
You try to sell ya but you get no buyers
It's you they never hire, never on flyers
'Cause you an' your crew is known as good triers

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

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

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

They get a little jealous, ya know I'm sayin'?
Just like that, ya know, try to bring you down with 'em
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em
who in the world of beat

You let 'em know 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 goes
That's just the way the story