Luyện nghe bài hát Style You Haven't Done Yet

Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye
Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye
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Many claimed to attain levels in rhymin'
But when I to 'em I see they're only lyin'
tryin', but after some years if you ain't got it
Lay it down, put it down, find a way to try and it
Or change it, rearrange it, be a
Don't touch the because you'll always be the loser

And at, smirked on, you don't belong
With those that perform song on and on
And on and on and on, yo, get specific
This is for the gifted, poetically uplifted
I speak to you, not at you to you
Maybe when I'm through with this rhyme I'll get a

So now I ask you or you people literally
When it to rockin' funky lyrics few are better than me
Down with BDP, endlessly poetry
Any time I'm in the street, you hear my voice, you it's me
KR, nope! I'm not to say my name yet
Many say they teach, but this style haven't attained yet

Widdy-bye-bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, bye-bye!
Bye-bye bye-bye bye, bye bye, widdy bye-bye!
Bye bye bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, bye-bye!
Bye-bye bye-bye bye, bye bye

Run it, son, it you bum
Don't you know it's KRS-One
That comes to sing the styles ain't sung
I the party, but oh! Gotta run
'Cos the suckers want a chance at that

To see if KRS-One is really all
Instead of a rap I jap-slap all of 'em
Because the teacher you see is not whack
I'd like to up all the hits that I've made
Three albums, a cake

And throw it in face you waste
Pick up the pace and taste a poet from the black
I whip, you whine, you're out of touch
I'm out of time, here's another

(The man's in effect, Jesus)
(Oh gosh, dude, oh gosh, oh yes dude, yes)
(What's the name of crew? B.D.P)
(Say what? I'm not down with the crew)