Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

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

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

Now remember that line you was 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 them
An' let them what goes on, what goes on

Well, I'm all in, put it up on the
Another rapper shot down 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 choose an' I use, I lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, like a bolo
Make the fly girls have my photo

Run in room and hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked all
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
You rock the kid, so go cut the cheese

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

You an' your mind from a beatin' my rhymes
A for a crime that I can't find
I'll 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
like havin' a boat but you got no paddle
'Cause I never pause, I say it
I don't break in stores but I break all

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

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

You just got caught a for out of order
An' now you're servin' football 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
duck MCs, you get me pissed
It's no fun on the run
Because they got me, 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 you're
Wanna it again? We got a force
Enemy down, the L.I. sound
it Chuckie 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 Bruce Lee's Chinese

On stereo, ever mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm talkin' vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
Because I'm Public 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 up criers, now here's a pair of pliers
Get a job like 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 they hire, you're never on flyers
'Cause you an' your crew is only known as triers

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

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

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

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

You gotta let 'em know 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 goes