Luyện nghe bài hát When I Burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Kool
Man I hooked this beat up just for you in the lab man
So yo I want you to dog it, man

[Kool

[Ced
Aight man, so ease back, y'know the lyrics man

Keith]
up

[Ced
Go for yours, aight do it man, now

Keith]
Aight..
Yo I'm on, with the style
When you wait debate and my
rhythm expansion, dimension extension
Rise above, amazing
Crashin your brain, changin ways, for days
out
Many channels, out forth
I'm sendin, are bendin
metal, crust to rust corrode
and low stacks, up the was while you ask
how you do it, show me it
I never knew it, be done, no way my son
Cause I'm the one, em up, stackin em up
you ducks
Packin em up, cause I

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith man, that was kinda of man
But you know man?
I want you to increase metaphor, you know uh
make it better for, like that man, aight?

Keith]
Yeah I know what you mean, like right?

Gee]
man

[Kool
watch..
Droppin the to make you think
buggin and illin out on, vocab
Connect the ?, then it
range easily, steadily
Slow it down, ride the beat, em down
and sweepin em
MC's, all on the floor
back in fact you're wack to prove to me
that you're ready to be and willin to see, rhymes
Match and go, deep in your so
step back, and before you try
to twist in, line
to catch ya
You watch 2000 I bet ya, perpetrate
Procrastinate, rhymes are fake, and yo
and let's take style, use it with mine
mix it with mine, bring it with
and pefect, and let the public it
Buyin selected, ducks are
One at a time, each a
Puttin em back, em back, in line
To California, I'm on ya
I'm a psycho, I'm buggin on ya
Once a day, I'm comin your way, to enter your
and let a remain, as a syllable
Stuck inside
The more I go on I'll pluck
your skull, and your ears
Cause I burn, you that Ced

Gee]
Word up man, you man, yo yo man
You really did burn that track up man, but you uhh
my man TR is in the house and uhh
Moe in the house
Awesome Two, they in the
Uhh, who else in the
My man Paul C, he got the pumpin, uhh
Who else? Brother Kev, uhh

[Kool
Everybody the whole (yeah)
Brooklyn, Greene, Montier Posse

[Ced
Yeah man
London, St. Louis, ahh, we out of man