Luyện nghe bài hát Teacher, Teacher

Well I've a public figure for quite a long time
to the whole world for what my style of rhyme
But let's talk about the ones who bite
Although they know they won't get it right

Because they have no class and they no shame
They'll bite another brother to their own name
Get correct on a one way gimmick
I'm for you lowlifes but 'member there's a limit so say

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It kinda easy like there was nothing to it
But they understand that the master will be
The creator of the style D

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It looks so like there was nothing to it
But they don't understand that the master be
The creator of the style D

When I walk into a coke snorters laugh
As the girls be crazy coming for my autograph
And it seems that they my new style of rappin'
And brothers all around me out of are snappin'

The girls say 'wow Rick you're so
Please us how you organize the words you speak'
But my will says chill and I go my way
class will be taught some other day so say

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It looks easy like there was nothing to it
But they don't understand the master will be
The creator of the style D

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It looks so like there was nothing to it
But they don't that the master will be
The creator of the style D

Well I remember one night when the world was dead
And out of nowhere some boy a riot
He my clothes, I had to throw blows
A shotgun barrel was on my nose
I froze it was Big Foot and the

Yup, a of small timers, that be it on my shows?
Surrounded the ruler machetes too
They um 'if you don't teach us how to rap you're through'
I said 'okay, now let me go,
I seen an officer - then the screamed 'freeze!'

He said "Slick Rick you
I had to play it off, girls were looking my way
So I smacked one in the and told him 'I won't retire"
And many years from now I'll just be higher
For I am the master, set and
My name is Ricky D and I'm the one, so say

Ricky D, D

Now I was a lad my style was bad
So I had to use little bit of knowledge that I had
So I and I wrote 'till I was up to par
Some rhymes were boo-hoo and some rhymes ha ha haa
I educate myself so I'm to reach ya

Answering the of teacher, teacher
Tell us how you do it, it's so for me
The creator of the style, emcee D
Now my only task is to warn all
Slimy sluts and fake rhyme

Don't try your and get the ruler annoyed
For when I'm with you boy your whole world will be destroyed
So chill mister muscle or I'll come and ya
If you are a I'll make no man want ya
So if you wanna rule and no in the way
Pay to my syllables and come see me and say hey hey

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It looks easy like there was nothing to it
But they don't understand that the master be
The creator of the style D

Teacher, teacher, me how you do it
It looks so easy like was nothing to it
But don't understand that the master will be
The creator of the Ricky D