Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
the b-boys, we don't regret
There's nothing with your TV set
We're a loose
We be harder
Our beats are and better and longer
Got rock shit
You admit
Not fake, not false, not
I can the drums, I can play gituar
Not just b-boys, but real stars
Rock, rock, rock...

When we your 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 it outside
And you to get dulled by the Beastie Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big
Like claps of from the cumulus clouds
So we'll pump up the beat and it real loud
Loud...
A, then it...

Heavy metal tension running through your
Too much rock off the pud
Too much treble mid-range and
The beat's so hard it'll your face
You'll crush out hard rock beats
Hard rock rythms for fanitic freaks
people say this has been done
We're here, now
And the won

Fists...
Fists of fury in an MC
Rock so it'll knock you out
The first blow is a kick in the snout
The beat's so def that you beware
When you're bass right in your face
The walls crumble down, destroying the
The touch is the bokasat-slam
The blow is the five finger jam

Some...
Sometimes I rythms rather write rhymes
He his and I write mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are raunchy and
We're from Manhatten, from Secaucus
D AdRock 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, Mike D. in the to be
The Beastie showin' up in toy
That's
Uh, Uh
In the to be
You it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
When the gets loose
one, slop one
And your goin' the

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