Luyện nghe bài hát T'cha - T'cha

Easssssssssy
It's impossible to take out Boogie Down

Yes mi say

Come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the
Come mi say come to the t'cha to the t'cha come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the
Come mi say come to the t'cha come to the t'cha come to the

Me upon the scene around 1986
A few hit got me started real quick
I the Bronx, but I am a New Yorker
All vegeterian, eat pork or
in a battle yes my brain starts clickin
Just like the of a watch, tock-tickin
I never lose cause the rhyme is all digital
For like you, I turn the power up to critical
On every playlist, that anus
or professionals, BRING DOWN THE DECIMAL
Point time you subtract an emcee
People at me, a P-O-E-T
suckers like you about the I.C.U
And the KRS-One, like arithmetic
Very psychologicalwhy are you on the
Well, my is sudden
Takin me out, is somethin closer to
You could try best
But frankly I think it's logical
is yes the DJ writer superproducer Kris
God gave me a talent, so let me the gift

Come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the
Come mi say come to the t'cha come to the come to the t'cha
mi say come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the come to the t'cha come to the t'cha

Push up ya han-ds, if you out here PAID
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS,
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin
Push up ya han-ds, if you be delayed
Down Productions at the head of the raid
Always gettin brighter while the will fade
Life is serious, it's not an arcade
So you're hearing, KRS has made
MC's grab the microphone but know what to say
So DJ KRS has to show dem the way
I always call you females by name, not "Hey!"
Cause "Hey" will only make a real woman away, GWAN
Unless the woman is the freak of the
then you know that KRS don't carrrre
Unless the woman is the freak of the yearrrr,
And then you know that KRS don't
You always call a freak, by the they wear
Instead of call it clothes they callin it gear
Big derriere to make the man stare
Attracted to the man with curls in him hair
Always puffin with a forty of beer
But to a re-al wo-man freaks-a compare, GWAN
up ya han-ds if you a real wo-man, BO
Hold up ya han-ds, if you do
The style that I'm sayin, without no
Is Blastmaster KRS-One, playin
It's really kinda easy for me, to do a style like
It's kinda primitive, so don't miss
The way I do this on the microphone, I was never shown
My mother into b-boyin at the Home
No one out can
And not another DJ rocks this of beat
mi say

Come to the t'cha, mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the come to the t'cha come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the t'cha, mi say come to the t'cha
mi say come to the t'cha come to the t'cha come to the t'cha

Come mi say jump up ya high, and jump up when ya low-ah
Boogie Down make the lyrics just flow
M-E-L-O-D-I-E and Manager Moe
We'll wrap up any MC in a or a bow
takin pictures of me everywhere I go
Take out three MC's and it Tic-Tac-Toe

ZHOOM, dum, da-dum, da-da-dum,
ZHOOM, dum, da-dum, da-da-dum,
ZHOOM, dum, da-dum, da-da-dum,
ZHOOM, dum, da-dum, da-da-dum, mi say

Come to the t'cha, mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say to the t'cha come to the t'cha come to the t'cha
mi say come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the t'cha come to the come to the t'cha