Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy No. 1

Yo, Chuck, a move, man
I was on my way up to the studio
Ya know what I'm sayin'? An' this 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 he's nice"
Ya know I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
You him into 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, kick the bass for brothers
An' let them what goes on, what goes on

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

Cold rock rap, 49er
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 my photo

Run in room 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

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

You an' your mind from a beatin' from my
A for a crime that I can't find
I'll show you my gun, my Uzi a ton
Because I'm Public number 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 obeyer so you can tell mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock sayer

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

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

You just got dissed, all but
Sucker duck MCs, you get me
no fun bein' on the run
Because they got me, 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 the match
Ambush attack, on my back, double teamin', get

So we us, so you're okay?
Wanna 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 presume it's the that make us groom
To make all the swoon
But it's also the from our direction, a gold boy session
like Bruce Lee's 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, and cheap amplifiers
Your crossed up wires are always fires
You grown up criers, now a pair of pliers
Get a job your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers

You have no desires, your father fixes
You try to ya equipment but you get no buyers
It's you they hire, you're never on flyers
'Cause you an' your is only 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, that's what you do
You gotta tell them just like that, ya know 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 what I'm
Just like that, ya know, try to bring you down with 'em
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em
Who's who in the world of

You gotta let 'em know that 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
just the way the story goes