Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

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

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

Heavy metal tension running your blood
Too much step off the pud
Too much mid-range and bass
The beat's so hard it'll dick your
You'll crush out rock hard beats
Hard rock cold rythms for freaks
Some people say this has done
here, we're now
And the won

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

Some...
Sometimes I write rythms rather rhymes
He writes his and I mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are raunchy and
from Manhatten, you're from Secaucus
Mike D and MCA
Not long I can hear you say
In a way boys got juice
They're goin' off you know they love to get
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 know it, you it
AdRock, uh uh
When the gets loose
one, slop one
And your goin' the

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