Luyện nghe bài hát The Style You Haven't Done Yet

Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye
Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye
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Many have to attain levels in rhymin'
But when I listen to 'em I see they're lyin'
They're tryin', but after some if you ain't got it
Lay it down, put it down, a way to try and stop it
Or change it, it, be a producer
Don't touch the microphone you'll always be the loser

And laughed at, on, you don't belong
With those that their song on and on
And on and on and on, yo, get specific
This style is for the gifted, uplifted
I to you, not at you to attack you
Maybe when I'm through with this I'll get a statue

So now I ask you or tell you people
When it comes to rockin' funky lyrics few are than me
Down with BDP, endlessly poetry
Any time I'm in the street, you hear my voice, you it's me
KR, nope! I'm not to say my name yet
Many say teach, but this style they haven't attained yet

Widdy-bye-bye bye, bye bye, widdy bye-bye!
Bye-bye bye-bye bye, bye bye, widdy bye-bye!
Bye bye bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, bye-bye!
Bye-bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye

Run it, son, it you bum
Don't you know that KRS-One
That comes to sing the that ain't sung
I the party, but oh! Gotta run
'Cos only the want a chance at that

To see if is really all that
Instead of a rap I jap-slap all of 'em
Because the teacher you see is not whack
I'd like to stack up all the hits that I've
Three albums, a triple-layer

And it in your face you waste
Pick up the pace and taste a poet from the black
While I whip, you whine, you're out of
I'm out of time, here's another

(The black in effect, Jesus)
(Oh gosh, dude, oh gosh, oh yes dude, yes)
(What's the of that crew? B.D.P)
(Say what? I'm not with the juice crew)