Luyện nghe bài hát Punks Jump up to Get Beat Down

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jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a
jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a

Punks jump up to get beat
Get nothin' but a
Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat

One day when I was ridin' on the
I seen these two kids about the Nubian reign had fallen
I didn't say nothin', 'cuz kids caught my goat
wore my coat like a murder that they wrote

So this kid mouth, swagger 'n I'll blaze the cloak an' dagger
So I show Duke's the macho lot, that I am
I can rock a jam, make the drop ham
Oh yes, I'm the bad man an' bad men wear
An' if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, I'm that

Though I can freak, fly, flow, up a fagot
Don't understand ways, I ain't down with gays
You wanna grab the style was made from my mom an' my dad
I was young, I used to run with a notepad
Then dimes knew an' somehow I knew that I was bad to the

Black since the age of twenty
I write a rhyme, rip it up an' write a next one
Right on the spot, sign my with a dot
Diamond D threw me some smooth shit, Bronx crowd
up your whack jam, everybody hit the floor

Okay it's you, Slim, the hard of the pack
wanna kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'
Bust some shit in his chest, now his body's swollen
Why did I to do it? He asked for it
His man saw it, so it don't shit to me
He's gone, how it's supposed to be

it out now
I ain't out, man, that short shit is dead
Have you heard what I said? If not, ask the
He got a can an' bad
Similar to the one I got from my own dad

Punks jump up to get beat
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat

jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get beat
Get but a beat

I'm like dick in ya ass, quick fast my name was Flash
When a nigga try an' rob me for my
You thought you had a Vic, a nice pick
But you anticipate that I might be sick

Now the trick, 'cuz I'm not a up
I always do the fuckin', if I have to do the
I leave my Nikes in your rectum, 'til you learn
Brand Nubian, yo, you gotta 'em

Dissect 'em, yo, our is bond regardless
To my what an' do the Puma
So step the fuck off, before I punch you in your
the mothafuckin' bass

Then you're gonna taste in your mouth
It's gonna south to the ground
An' you're know I don't fuck around
So if you think you had two new jacks
We're gonna have to off you a few cracks

To the jaw an' you pop that shit no more
Explainin' to your friends why layin' on the floor
Did you some more? I didn't think so
got whipped, like a fagot in the clink

So I suggest you take your mess
An' a piece of wire, fix your broken jaw
Then time to retire, Lord Jamar will live long
'Cuz I give strong blows to the of my foes

Dread flows, me power as it grows
Watch how rass cladda, you catch the speed
Heed not an' Hell be your home
Lord Jamar, Sadat, as we swell your

Punks jump up to get down
Get nothin' but a
Punks jump up to get beat
Get nothin' but a

jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat
Punks up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a