Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

one, uh-huh
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Richter

It goes lights, camera, I'm on
One more time to kill 'em, my rap flow is
I scream with the Beastie Boys, "What is it?"
It's two o'clock, you gettin' out the box

Then kicked off the block, Def Squad Hit
No we won't stop, it, call the cops
I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, I'm the
Joe you know

As you suffer the repercussions, through the blaze
Bust the crime scene, some drama
Niggaz duckin' when we through, throwin' the jab, in the one-two
Layin' MC's out to trap, we run through, like what?

the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on
Get my rhymin' on, EPMD shinin' on
to Biz, new address with the fat crib
My shit in the Wiz, with the big wigs

Off the meter, and we reach the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we rank no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale

Bust the techniques, E.D.
Unreal GangStarr shit, Mass
top dawg, I'm the one you call on
To get Sic'-Wid-It, E don't it

I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, brown
Hell of a jab, of gab
I'm the elite, keep it like street level
I rock a Rolex watch with a bezel

Rap terror, EPMD, a new era
Off the Richter Scale, blowin' hotter than
With the Squadron, beg pardon, got the heads noddin'
your mind and said, "Shit!" when we barged in

The front door, rugged, keeps our raw
Make hits for the fans, plus the tour
Believe that, peep E and P's back
Wreckin' heads daily, so and get the bozack

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull rank no
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull rank no
We top the Richter

Yo Royal Flush-in, all my be bustin'
Servin' you customers and fake hustlers
Step to me, I smack you silly
I'm the Kid, but no to Billy

I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, can't you
lose to me when they groove to Maxwell
I got one to live so I'm livin'
Got girls to be hittin', more to be drivin'

We stripped too many beats to too many niggaz to break
No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired on crews
Like corrupt
The Viper, scream on MC's and rhyme cyphers
More Dangerous than, Michelle Pfeiffer

So skedaddle-daddle, you get don't wanna battle-battle
Put one to your saddle, stompin' through, like wild cattle
We flow beef so dead that, let that shit
I'm quick with the hands, plus accurate the two-piece

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Richter

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Richter