Luyện nghe bài hát We Rock the Mic

SOI
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on it
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Old
I'ma you way back
Waaaay
Yo Yo
As it goes a something like this

Verse
Yo the K to the J, J to the five
five to the two, it's time to get
party people in the house if feeling all right
throw your hands in the air wave them side to
you can dip dip dive you can
you can lime to the lemon, you can to the lime
but nine years ago a friend of
hit me up just to ask the
I'm looking at my watch it said quarter to
he shook his head, he had to tell
he said "Check it my now it's plain to see
I'm going to make it plain as plain can be"
'cause you her and you
but a life without Christ ain't going
and I was just you I was jamming on it
then he sang a little song a something like this hit it...

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

Verse
Stop a second I to hear more
he said "I through the door and I said it before"
but you didn't listen to me first time
so open mind and let me open your eyes
'cause the blind lead the blind can't you see that my
it's like a jungle sometimes it me wonder
you under and you blind to the facts
it ain't you from and it ain't where you at
it ain't the radio, Cazals or hat
now you be illing and like 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 mean nothing 'cause your life keeps
and you still in sin
I a hotel, a motel, or a holiday inn
now it don't mean nothing 'cause your keeps fronting
and you lost in sin help me say it like...

4x

Verse
I aint no 'cause your life's broke
but now I'm that we spoke,
'cause 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 I'll
you goanna rock the bells all the way to
and all the ball is
God is paper
all the players you goanna babies
da-de, who likes to party
you think you the man but you really nobody (what?)
it was the who was led to the slaughter
beneath me the planet rock like bam-botta
the one who owns the play like 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 back like carter

4x

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