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 he's nice, he knows he's nice"
Ya know I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
You turn him a Public Enemy, man

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

Cold rock rap, supreme
Is I choose an' I use, I never lose to a team
I can go solo, like a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls wanna have my

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

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

You an' your from a beatin' from my rhymes
A for a crime that I can't find
I'll you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Enemy number one

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

You got no rap but you want to
It's havin' a boat but you got no paddle
I never pause, I say it because
I don't 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 mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock sayer

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

You just got caught a for goin' out of
An' now you're servin' football teams their
You messed with the master, word to
An' wax cold 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
they got me, Public Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one

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

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

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

On stereo, ever mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm about vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
Because I'm Public Enemy one

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

For all you suckers, liars and amplifiers
crossed up wires are always startin' fires
You grown up criers, now here's a of pliers
Get a job like your mother, I she fixes old dryers

You have no desires, your father tires
You try to sell ya but you get no buyers
you they never hire, you're 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 gotta tell them like that, ya know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, man, let me you a little somethin', man
These brothers runnin' around, headed

They get a jealous, ya know what I'm sayin'?
Just like that, ya know, they try to bring you down 'em
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em
Who's who in the 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 goes
That's the way the story goes