Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

Check one,
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Richter

It goes lights, camera, I'm on
One more to kill 'em, my rap flow is fulfilling
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 Hit Squad
No we stop, fuck 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 scene, 'cause some drama
Niggaz duckin' when we through, throwin' the jab, in the one-two
MC's out to trap, when we run through, like what?

Like the marathon, with the diamonds on
Get my rhymin' on, EPMD fuckin' on
Back to Biz, new with the fat crib
My in the Wiz, poli'-in 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
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Richter

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo Royal Flush-in, all my be bustin'
Servin' you customers and those hustlers
Whassup? Step to me, I you silly
I'm the Kid, but no comparison to

I scared of you motherfuckers, can't you tell?
Girls lose to me they groove to Maxwell
I got one life to so I'm livin'
Got girls to be hittin', more cars to be

We too many beats to make too many niggaz to break
No moves are fake, no shots fired blastin' on crews
Like Jakes
The Black Viper, on MC's and rhyme cyphers
Dangerous Mind 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 so dead that, let that shit cease
I'm with the hands, plus accurate with the two-piece

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya 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 Scale