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

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

you ta give it up now
Verse Two: D
Come with the same old bounce
I'm a foul and once again it counts
Mad tense mad tense brothers
The blunts in the back got the behind and that's wack
once again it's on!]
Hey Jimmy cracked cracker singin "I don't care", it's on
I'm comin a rhyme [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 me though, so here I go
I'm sick and so Sly'll take ya higher
When I'm takin his sound to bring you
Rappers rippin a kickin finger-lickin
But to the rhythm I'm but never cotton pickin
Like Brown I'm sayin it loud
Am I enough? Huh, you got ta give it up
[Some gonna change, some ain't gonna change
Some ain't gonna never change
ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change
Some ain't NEVER EVER change!]
[1/2X]
Interlude: Chuck D, Flav
And when I'm coming, some dumb and fulla cum
Some second guessing my lessons saving young
Some don't know like Run said so we go
Where it is inside, there it is
{aaaaaaah} it is
it is, damn right
My man X is a bad mother your mouth)
I'm about Terminator, he's the man]
There it is, can you hit me off with one

I never did represent dumb shit
gangsta lying - I'd rather diss Presidents
Dead or alive, bring em and swing em
I vocalize, I rap, I don't sing em
Flick em, and I fling em, you can go em
Hall of Fame for the for the points I Dave Bing em
Go Grandmama, close but no
I got mine, for I'm my rhyme
The go wherever I want, and that's clever
Give a piece of my time, to some crime
And who behind puttin the to the young ones
The ones that make em is the ones that em
Rugged for no reason, down in duck
I want my mama, on the street wearing armor
So check yaself before ya yaself
Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
Chorus (fades out)