Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
the b-boys, we don't regret
There's wrong with your TV set
a gettin loose
We couldn't be
Our beats are and better and longer
Got real shit
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...

we borrow your shit, you better 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 to get dulled by the Beastie Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big
Like of thunder from the cumulus clouds
So we'll up the beat and make it real loud
Loud...
A, scrach it...

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

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

Some...
Sometimes I write rythms write rhymes
He his and I write mine
Rock 'n roll are raunchy and rawkus
We're Manhatten, you're from Secaucus
D AdRock and MCA
Not before long I can you say
In a way these boys got
They're goin' off you know love to get loose
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 party loose
one, slop one
And your goin' the

Everybody trouble
LOV on the New C.
R double R
off the by
Just off the jile
Like I lost my
grab my rhyme
All the nigros the got
Oh...