Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
We're the b-boys, we regret
There's wrong with your TV set
a gettin loose
We couldn't be
Our beats are and better and longer
Got real rock
You must
Not fake, not false, not
I can play the drums, I can gituar
Not just b-boys, but real rock
Rock, rock, rock...

When we borrow your shit, you better hit the
You'll the plank for your dis
Respect, respect, respect...
If you front on the Rock, run and hide
If you got static, we'll take it
And you to get dulled by the Beastie Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big
Like claps of thunder from the clouds
So pump up the beat and make it real loud
Loud...
A, then it...

Heavy metal tension through your blood
Too much step off the pud
Too much treble and bass
The beat's so it'll dick your face
You'll crush out hard rock beats
Hard rock cold rythms for freaks
Some people say this has been
We're here, now
And the won

Fists...
Fists of fury in an MC
Rock so hard it'll you out
The very first blow is a kick in the
The beat's so def that you better
When you're talkin' bass in your face
The walls down, destroying the place
The finishing is the bokasat-slam
The final blow is the five jam

Some...
Sometimes I write rather write rhymes
He writes his and I mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are raunchy and
We're from Manhatten, you're Secaucus
D AdRock and MCA
Not before long I can you say
In a way boys got juice
They're goin' off you they love to get loose
Get loose, get loose...

Gettin' the Ad Ad

MCA, D. in the place to be
The Beastie Boys up in toy
right
Uh, Uh
In the to be
You it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
When the party gets
Slop one, one
And your the boots

Everybody gettin'
LOV on the New C.
R double R
off the by
Just off the jile
I lost my style
Gonna' my rhyme
All the the got style
Oh...