Luyện nghe bài hát We Rock the Mic

SOI
mot
on it
ya at
Old
take you way back
Waaaay
Yo Yo
As it goes a little something like

One:
Yo it's the K to the J, J to the
to the two, it's time to get live
party people in the if you're feeling all right
throw your hands in the air wave side to side
you can dip dip dive you can
you can lime to the lemon, you can lemon to the
but nine ago a friend of mine
hit me up to ask the time
I'm looking at my it said quarter to twelve
he shook his head, he had something to
he said "Check it my now it's plain to see
I'm going to it plain just as plain can be"
'cause you her and you
but a life without Christ going nowhere
and I was just you I was jamming on it
then he sang a song a little something like this hit it...

We rock the mic in a way
two turntables and a fresh DJ
party people in the house are you OK
let the record play all night all day (repeat)

Verse
Stop a second I need to hear
he said "I came the door and I said it before"
but you listen to me this first time
so open your mind and let me open your
'cause the blind the blind can't you see that my brother
it's like a sometimes it makes me wonder
you going under and you blind to the
it where you from and it ain't where you at
it the radio, Cazals or Kangol hat
now you be illing and it's that
your life's just broken pieces
you got Adidas but you ain't got
and a hotel, a motel or a inn
now it don't nothing 'cause your life keeps fronting
and you lost in sin
I a hotel, a motel, or a holiday inn
now it mean nothing 'cause your life keeps fronting
and you still in sin help me say it like...

4x

Verse
I aint no joke your life's broke
but now I'm that we spoke,
pretty soon you choke
and everything you see is goin' up in
so what's hope you gonna sink or float
one day you croke and one thing tell
you goanna the bells all the way to hell
and all the ball is
God is making
all the players you goanna babies
La-de da-de, who likes to
you you the man but you really aint nobody (what?)
it was the lamb who was led to the
rolls me the planet rock like bam-botta
the one who owns the play just the car-da
the one who is the spirit, son and the
the one who's eyes last sea and the
God's son we welcome like carter

4x

All all day, all night all day,
yeah, fresh, for
you (Hah)