Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there

Yo, we gotta do somethin' about man
Yo, we get stupid
Yo, we gotta let 'em what time it is

You go ooh and ahh when I in my car
People treat me Kareem Abdul Jabbar
No matter who you are I'm up to par
I go hip hop, hurray or hurrah

But the ahhs and is my kind of news
Pop your tape in, put your car in
I never heard the boos, I never drank
'Cause I just the rhythm left alone the blues

The L.I. mystique, you to peek
A look and then you know we're never weak
I know you can't wait, it's never too
No fear I'm here and everything is

Cycles, cycles, life in cycles
New is old, no, I'm not no
The monkey on the back makes the excel
The people in the crowd makes the best rock

The people in the back lets you know whack
And who lack the odds are stacked
The one who makes the money is white not
You might not believe it but it is like

When you to my show watch me throw
Down with the other toe to toe
When you a move, new not used
And watch the bro here just a groove

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a piano
Easy on the wall but on the panel
A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on

In effect the in check
Run by the posse with the gold the neck
Homeboys in heat for sweet
in the crowd so they can meet

Somebody to makin' a baby
Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her
I'm a MC protector, U.S.
South African government

power, you can feel it in my arm
Lookout y'all I'm a
Tickin', tockin', all rockin'
much dollars while the crazy one's clockin'

The rhythm to shake the house downy
Bounce to the ounce is sound the
The man, the enemy, King, no thing
All fall to the force of my

Like Ali Frazier, in Manila
A pinpoint point blank killer am I
No need to lie, got the Flavor
To I'll win and if not the save

I'll pick up, up, put your whole shack up
choose to lose the bet, emcee stick up
This is the wiz but the mike's not his, mine
One let the star shine

And I'm tellin' you, at you you're through
Don't think grown 'cause your mustache grew
I'm one you know it weighs a ton
And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,

my steady poundin', get on down to my funky sound
And rock the rhyme one time your mind
roll, two times control
The mauler and the caller of your
And when I'm ready to leave, you're gonna I go boom

Three y'all rhythm rhyme and rock
you'll that the D is on the block
Four y'all and never ever the whack
the hour to the minute, time to blow black