Luyện nghe bài hát The Kenny Parker Show

Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty B.D.P.
is our 4th album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah

On the wheels of steel, is Parker
As we say, he can't get no
All about action, not a fast
All the whick whack DJ's

try much harder
My man Willie Willie D
Taggin' up B.D.P. a fat marker
And this is what's on today's

Ha hah hah
All the in the place throw your hands up in the air
B.D.P. rockin' without no
So Parker if you know what time it is
Throw the funky fresh in like this

C'mon, ha hah
it's me, down with B.D.P.
KRS-One rocks any
Rocks the beats and the
Rock the socks off the frauds and the

The suckers shake while I'm
They get together and they start
How can we take him out one
So they push up the best with the freshest

I might go first and go second
I'll wreck him, deck him, say to him, "Just the mic"
Droppin' styles I like
So throw up hands and drop your mic

'Cause go third and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed 'cause you
Six is your beat down, title is seven
Takin' out your four man makes eleven
By the twelveth well I'll go for self, New York like no one else

You can check any rapper from
A few have rocked their whole straight
Some had dope twelve inches, 'em
But not many crews had albums

B.D.P. consistently from Criminal Minded to 1990
Why? Well that's my secret
a hint, the public pays me
So you can me a public servant
Not a King but a teacher, I'll I earned it

So I walk or ride my bike
If I to a jam, well I'll rock the mic
Gimme a chance and I'll the house
But let a sucker try to take me out

'Cause male or female, I strangle
If it's a crew, they'll to untangle
Adidas, Nike's, arms,
suckers in the wheel of my bike

Step right up if what you like
But watch head 'cause it'll fly like a kite
In the night at a height right for
Way out of sight, you bite, I

My style is
you're sellin' out to white
As fagot DJ would say
"Well alright"

I am mentor
Victory is mine, it's you surrender
Sucker and back up quickly
Your style is sickly but you to get me

Or out wit me with the style that I
Years ago you was doin' a dollar fifty show
Oh, all of a you don't know
Or can't remember, can't recall, can't to mind

That rhyme that place do not
I run a a race of rhymes in your face
In you bass, I'll erase your whole rap
Tell you right now, I tryin' to hear that

I don't dress up to rap or a hairdo
I only grab the mic and bust holes in a
I deny your as artists
You're puttin' out a record expectin' to

But it's weak but when you through the microphone
You fail to nope, you're not alone on the earth
The light comes as K.R.S.
force and love manifest in the flesh

I snatch the mic and shed
Behave, you're still a century slave
for the grave in a wave
So save the microscopic miniature small and walk

And put a little pep in your
KRS-One will destroy any ignorant
In the nation, in
Princes, Kings, or any occupation

Like with nuttin' to say
I those idiots and throw 'em away
'Cause no how fatter the wallet, I'd rather
Gather together and splatter

mystics
With poses
If you ain't for
You're down for 'N' Roses

Yeah,
Throw your in the sky
And wave 'em from to side
And if in this life just gettin' by
say, "Alright, alright"

DJ Parker takin' out these sucker DJ's
My man D, never in a daze, ha hah
We got in the house
We got, in the house
We got Ms. rockin' the soundset
My man D-Nice, hit it