Luyện nghe bài hát The Champ

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

Killah]
Godzilla
from Stilion
Yo I got it all, that means I barely home
Trailblazer stay
Revenge is my arts is crafty
While stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how y'all get past me
I been doin before Nas dropped the Nasty
My I did 'em up
bricks I send 'em up
My y'all bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten Four buddy Tone got is money up
Worth millions back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the angel of
Liar liar pants on You burning up like David Koresh
is architect 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 slangin that D

[Spoken the beat]
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 another
You should have came back
Look here man I crucify him, you next!
And you better have a doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

Killah]
Who to battle the Don?
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 40secs
My gun get hard wit a 45 erects and eagle on
Kangol hat coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me but they scared to step to me
Rip guts out like a hysterectomy
beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get you off from the inside
is hanging
Frauds is they draws on the floor complaining
ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Waynes
Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow box for ?
Ya'll still bacon

[Spoken over the
Think can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death
I y'all I wasn't going away
You had your shot no 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
Because I'm not a puppet like that up there
Ask his woman she get more from the plumber than in bed
I'm the Champ!

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

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

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

in the background]