Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me my brother, can you handle it?
Your to my style, you can't hold a candle to it
Equinox symmetry and the is right
Smokin' and on a Tuesday night

It's not how you play the game, how you win it
I cheat and and sin and I'm a cynic
For those about to we salute you
The thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to

I once was but now I'm found
The music washes over and one with the sound
Well, who shall inherit the The meek shall
And yo, I think I'm starting to now, Al

And then the man upstairs, well I hope he cares
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a
We're three MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty four in a day
Only twelve notes well a man can
for all, and not just one people
And now we're gonna bust the Putney Swope sequel

More Adidas sneakers a plumber's got pliers
Got suitst than Jacoby and Meyers
If not for my and my bugged out desires
My year would be good like Goodyear's tires

So I'm out pickin' at the atlantic antic
And nobody wants to hear you 'cause your are damn frantic
I mix business with way too much
You wine, and women, and song, and such

I don't get blue, I mean red streak
You don't pay the band, your friends, yo weak
Get even like Steven like a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal from the rich and I'm out banks
Giving to the poor and I always thanks
I got more stories that JD's got Salinger
I hold the and you are the challenger

I've got like Charles Dickens
I've got the girlies in the coup like the Colonel's got the
And I go out dapper like the Harry S. Truman
I'm than Mad's Alfred E. Neuman

{I'm gonna let them say that I don't love you}

Well, my noggin is all kinds of thoughts
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and he's of course
Smoke the chalice, got my own religion
Rally round the stage and check the dope musicians

Like Jerry Lee or Jerry Lee Falwell
You like Mario Andretti 'cause he always his car well
circle of reality since the day you were born
And we love the hot butter, on The popcorn

Sippin on and mackin'
on the stage with all the hands clappin'
Ride the wave of fate, it ride me holmes
{Being proud of being MCs}

And the man I hope that he cares
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a
Amps and crossovers, under my hood
Becuase the bass is bumpin the back of my Fleetwood

They tell us what to do? no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,