Luyện nghe bài hát The Champ

[Dialogue borrowed from a "Rocky"
This guy is a with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on back
an animal
He's
You ain't hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
what you first told me when I took ya in
You to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a killer (New York Up)
You to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
You hungry
of fact I don't want you in my gym
Get out of my ring, you me

[Ghostface
Godzilla
from Stilion
Yo I ain't got it all, means I barely home
Trailblazer ballin
Revenge is my arts is darts
While stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how niggaz get past me
I been doin this before Nas dropped the
My I did 'em up
Them I send 'em up
My y'all bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten good buddy Tone got is money up
millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the of death
Liar liar pants on fire You burning up David Koresh
This is architect
Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects indeed
I ran the tunnel
speed
That's I was still in the jungle slangin that D

[Spoken over the
Get out my face! No you got no mo?'.
need no has been messin' up my corner
And you better get mad look off your face for I knock it off
Hey fool you ready for another
You should have came back
here man after I crucify him, you next!
And you better have a good doctor to your face
I'm the Champ!

[Ghostface
Who want to the Don?
I'm James in the Octagon with two razors
Bet cha'all didn't I had a fake arm
I it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
a fat nigga out in like 40secs
My gun get hard wit a 45 still and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me dead but they scared to to me
Rip they guts out a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the by the penitentiary kite
Or get you off from the inside
Jaws is
Frauds is they draws on the floor complaining
Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory
Stay in your place born rappers get Shadow box for training ?
Ya'll still bacon

[Spoken over the
Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue him death
I told y'all I wasn't away
You had your no give me mine
Now why don't you tell folks why you been ducking me, politics man
You think you going to me down
don't want me to have the title
Because I'm not a like that fool up there
Ask his woman she get pipe from the plumber than in bed
I'm the Champ!

Killah]
I like the deuce of diamonds spades on a glass table
a mil on my left ankle
Terry cloth Guess robes is comfortable
Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll with you
My swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is
is cut to it tis ? spark when weed went up
The Cocoa leaf is slightly
Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato
And jets get charted marquee shit with the on it
head and they earl to the toilet and vomit
Back East summer MC since Cuban
Pretty Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
Proof and you double in the jeans
My man ? was on the floor with the mother load of them green
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belong to D.C.

over the beat]
Listen I am bad, I I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I's scare
I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty
Now who am I (The Man!)
Now who am I (The Man!)
Who (The Man!)
That's right and don't y'all it

and gentlemen!
The winner by consecutive knockout and still of the worlllllllld!
Ghostface

in the background]