Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy- "Give It Up"

[Flavor Flav in these brackets]
chant vocals in these brackets]
Intro: D, Flavor Flav
Aight {aight}, aight, aight {aight}, aight
I'm aight if you aight {I'm
I be better - get some of that
{word, give it up} aight,
[Rinkin twinkin body
Nuff attackin a rackin
Clock tockin shockin
Flav ain't never shavin]
(one, two, four)
Verse Chuck D
It's another record, it, mad methods
To put my and sisters on a deathbed
You know he cheated, took what he wanted but now you
up to the devil steppin down a level
It's who fear is you
Who us from us and you from you
Yes and it [fuck the fourty ounce]
I sued them bastards, they got bounce
I did em like a demo em out the window}
I took a 98 cause I never a limo
But pump pump pump pu-pump it up
A mad rhyme, for mad times, what's up
Some ain't change, I got em in a range
I gotta rearrange, so I'm buildin back brain
Wreckin records funky stuff
Am I enough? {yeah} You got ta give it up
Chorus: Flav
it up, give it up, give it up yo repeat
Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4
#2 -- (occasional) Chuck D vocal

you gots ta it up now
Verse Two: D
Come again the same old bounce
I'm calling a foul and once again it
Mad tense mad tense brothers
The in the back got the black behind and that's wack
[And once again on!]
Hey cracked corn cracker singin "I don't care", it's on
I'm comin with a [what?] I'm lettin go a rhyme [yeah!]
I gotta get a rhyme through the and crazy times
Call me a lecture, yes I checked her
They don't hear me though, so I go
I'm sick and tired so Sly'll ya higher
I'm takin his sound to bring you down
Rappers rippin a lyrical kickin
But to the I'm givin but never cotton pickin
Like James Brown I'm it loud
Am I loud Huh, you got ta give it up
[Some gonna change, some ain't gonna change
Some ain't gonna never change
Some ain't change, some ain't gonna change
ain't gonna NEVER EVER change!]
Chorus
Interlude: D, Flavor Flav
And I'm coming, some young dumb and fulla cum
Some second my lessons about saving young
Some don't know like Run said so we go
it is inside, whoop there it is
{aaaaaaah} it is
it is, damn right
My man X is a bad mother your mouth)
I'm talking about Terminator, he's the
There it is, can you hit me off with one

I never did represent doing shit
Some gangsta lying - I'd rather Presidents
or alive, bring em and I'll swing em
I vocalize, I rap, I don't sing em
em, and I fling em, you can go with em
Hall of for the game for the points I Dave Bing em
Go Grandmama, close but no
I got mine, for I'm using my
The flow go I want, and that's clever
a piece of my time, to prevent some crime
And who puttin the guns to the young ones
The ones that make em is the that take em
Rugged for no reason, down in season
I don't want my mama, on the street wearing
So check yaself before ya wreck
Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
[4X] (fades out)