Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

Check one,
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Scale

It goes lights, camera, I'm on
One more time to kill 'em, my rap flow is
I with the Beastie Boys, "What time 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 knocks, I'm the principle
Joe you know

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

Like the marathon, flooded with the on
Get my rhymin' on, fuckin' shinin' on
Back to Biz, new address with the fat
My shit in the Wiz, poli'-in the big wigs

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

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

Bust the techniques, E.D.
Unreal GangStarr shit, Appeal
top dawg, I'm the one you call on
To get Sic'-Wid-It, E forget it

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

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

The front door, rugged, keeps our raw
Make for the fans, plus the world tour
that, peep that 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 everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale

Yo Flush-in, all my cats be bustin'
Servin' you customers and fake hustlers
Whassup? 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 life to so I'm livin'
Got to be hittin', more cars to be drivin'

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

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

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

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