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 be harder
Our beats are bigger and better and
Got rock shit
You must
Not fake, not false, not
I can play the drums, I can play
Not just b-boys, but real stars
Rock, rock, rock...

When we borrow your shit, you hit the deck
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 it outside
And you start to get dulled by the Boys
Use real rock beats, off big toys
Like claps of thunder from the clouds
So we'll pump up the beat and make it real
Loud...
A, then it...

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

Fists...
of fury in an MC bout
Rock so it'll knock you out
The very blow is a kick in the snout
The beat's so def that you 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...
I write rythms rather write rhymes
He writes his and I write
'n roll rythms are raunchy and rawkus
We're Manhatten, you're 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 love to get loose
Get loose, get loose...

Gettin' the Ad Ad

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

Everybody trouble
LOV on the New C.
Double R R
off the by
Just off the jile
Like I lost my
Gonna' grab my
All the the got style
Oh...