Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Bells

L.L. Cool J. is as hell
Battle anybody I care who you tell
I excel, all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, must rock the bells

been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like for a Cool J. song
If you and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
It took a thought, plus I Cut Creator along
Evened up with down with the Cool J. force
in the rhymin' for the record of course
I'm a tower full of power rain and hail
Cut Creator scratch the record his fingernail
Rock the

The king of crowd rockers finally is
My voice is choice as the hottest wax
as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always cause you like it that way
You take a step because def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut on the fader, my right-hand man
We rock the bells so very well cause the name of this jam
the bells

Some girl's will like jam and some girls won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna the bells
All you washed up want to do this well
Rock the

Now I'm world-wide known, you like it or not
My one man is Cut Creator a.k.a. Philpot
never skip it, only rip it when he's on the fader
What's my name, Cut Creator
Now you know the episode who's on the
He'll the cross fader like a cut mobile
So precise with a slice that you he's greater
What's my name, Cut Creator
Now you know, what do you know, roles the weed
I go to the store and get Old
So all you crabby lookin' nappy headed girls get
Cause there's a ten to one chance that you might get
the bells

The bells are the blood in your veins
Why are on the tip, L.L.'s your name
Cut Creator's good, Cool J. is
You bring the wood pecker, I'll the wood
The bells are wippin' and rippin' at body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we rock and roll
Cause it ain't the glory with Bruce Springsteen
I'm not a virgin so I know make Madonna scream
You Michael and Prince all the way, ever sense
If their beats were made of meat, then would have to be mince
the bells

So to the lines of rhyme, I rhyme on time
He'll cut the record in a second, make DJ look blind
So all you jerry-curl suckers high-heel boots
Like ballerinas, what I is you're a fruit-loop troop
All you gonna-be(s), to-be(s), when will you learn
Want to be like Cool J., you gotta wait turn
Some don't like me, but I'm not concerned
Six-g (s) for twenty is the pay I earn
I'm growin' and glowin' like a blaze
Do you like Michael Jackson, we like J.
right, I'm on the mic with the help of the bells
There's no delayin' what I'm sayin' as I'm rockin' you
Rock the