Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out

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

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

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

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

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

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

When you come to my show watch me
Down the other brothers toe to toe
you make a move, new not used
And watch the bro here bust a groove

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
my jam with a funky piano
Easy on the wall but hard on the
A fool smokes Kools he chokes on Camels

In the crew's in check
Run by the with the gold around the neck
Homeboys in heat lookin' for
Ladies in the crowd so they can

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

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

The rhythm to shake the house down
Bounce to the is sound the crown
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All to the force of my swing

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

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

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

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

Three times y'all rhythm and rock
Then you'll the D is on the block
Four times and never ever the whack
It's the hour to the minute, time to blow