Luyện nghe bài hát T'cha - T'cha

Easssssssssy
impossible to take out Boogie Down Productions

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

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

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

Push up ya han-ds, if you out gettin PAID
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS,
Push up ya han-ds, if you out gettin PA-AI-ID
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 very serious, not an arcade
So everything hearing, KRS has made
MC's grab the microphone but don't what to say
So DJ KRS has come to dem the way
I always call you by your name, not "Hey!"
Cause "Hey" will only make a real woman turn away,
the woman is the freak of the yearrrr
Well then you that KRS don't carrrre
the woman is the freak of the yearrrr, biddi-by-by
And you know that KRS don't carrrre
You always a freak, by the garment they wear
Instead of call it clothes they always it gear
Big derriere to make the man stare
to the man with jheri curls in him hair
Always cheeba with a forty of beer
But to a re-al wo-man can-not compare, GWAN
up ya han-ds if you a real wo-man, BO
Hold up ya han-ds, if you do
The style I'm sayin, without no delayin
Is Blastmaster KRS-One, playin
It's kinda easy for me, to do a style like this
It's kinda primitive, so don't miss
The way I do on the microphone, cause I was never shown
My mother wasn't into at the Home
No one out can
And not another DJ rocks this type of
mi say

Come to the t'cha, mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come to the t'cha come to the t'cha 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 when ya high, and up when ya low-ah
Boogie Down Productions make the lyrics flow
M-E-L-O-D-I-E and Manager Moe
We'll up any MC in a ribbon or a bow
People pictures of me everywhere I go
Take out MC's and call 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

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
Come mi say 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