Luyện nghe bài hát When I Burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith
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

[Kool
up

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

Keith]
Aight..
Yo I'm on, with the style
When you debate and rate my
rhythm expansion, lyric extension
Rise above, days
Crashin brain, changin ways, sore for days
out
Many channels, out forth
I'm sendin, brains are
metal, crust to rust corrode
and low stacks, pick up the was you ask
how you do it, me through it
I knew it, could be done, no way my son
I'm the one, smackin em up, stackin em up
Boxin you
em up, cause I burn

[Ced
Aiyyo man, that was kinda of dope man
But you know man?
I want you to your metaphor, you know uh
it better for, somethin like that man, aight?

[Kool
Yeah I know what you mean, like right?

Gee]
man

[Kool
watch..
Droppin the word to you think
you're buggin and out on, vocab
the ?, then switch it
Changin range easily,
Slow it down, ride the beat, throw em
and sweepin em
MC's, all on the floor
Stand back in fact wack to prove to me
that you're to be and willin to see, rhymes flow
Match and go, in your brain so
step back, and wait you try
to in, another line
Designed to ya
You gotta watch I bet ya, perpetrate
Procrastinate, rhymes are fake, and yo
and take your style, use it with mine
mix it with mine, bring it mine
and pefect, and let the elect it
Buyin selected, are corrected
One at a time, a stack
Puttin em back, sittin em back, in
To California, I'm on ya
I'm like a psycho, I'm on ya
a day, I'm comin your way, to enter your brain
and let a word remain, as a
deep inside
The more I go on pluck inside
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 Love is in the and uhh
Moe in the house
Awesome Two, they in the
Uhh, who in the house?
My man C, he got the bass pumpin, uhh
Who else? Kevvy Kev, uhh

Keith]
Everybody the Bronx (yeah)
Brooklyn, Fort Greene, Montier

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