Luyện nghe bài hát The Champ

[Dialogue borrowed a "Rocky" movie]
guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a around your eye and tread marks on your back
an animal
He's
You been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me when I ya in
You to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a killer (New Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (Got 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
bankroll
Stones from
Yo I ain't got it all, that I barely home
Trailblazer ballin
Revenge is my is crafty darts
While stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get me
I doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty
My I did 'em up
bricks I send 'em up
My raps bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten Four good buddy got is money up
Worth millions back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll at the angel of death
liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh
This is music
Verbal opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed
I ran through the
Terrorize
That's when I was still in the jungle that D

[Spoken over the
Get out my face! No you got no mo?'.
Don't no has been messin' up my corner
And you better get that mad look off face for I knock it off
Hey fool you ready for beating
You should have came back
Look here man I crucify him, you next!
And you better a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

Killah]
Who want to battle the
I'm James Bond in the with two razors
Bet didn't know I had a fake arm
I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was it on
Took a fat nigga out in like
My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and on
hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me but they scared to step to me
Rip guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary
Or get you bumped off from the
is hanging
Frauds is leftin they draws on the floor
Bird ass nigga Keenon Ivory Waynes
Stay in your place dirt born rappers get box for training ?
Ya'll still bacon

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

[Ghostface
I like the deuce of diamonds cutting on a glass table
Half a mil on my left
Terry cloth Guess shorts is comfortable
Bring me a bitch that means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick stones is rolling
Prestige is cut to it tis ? when weed went up
The Cocoa is slightly damp
Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran tomato plants
And jets get charted marquee shit with the on it
They head and earl to the toilet and vomit
Back East summer MC king since
Pretty Tone Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
Proof and you deuce in the jeans
My man ? was on the with the mother load both of them green
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title and Rap belts belong to D.C.

[Spoken the beat]
I am bad, I said I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I's myself
Sometimes I 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 y'all forget it

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

[cheering in the