Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Slippin'

(Yo man, people around here in '87 just slippin-dough, you know what
I'm sayin? Boogie Down not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-you
Know what I'm sayin? (word) Yo! goin' on? Mr. Magic-you know what
Happened? He slipped on us-he die. KISS FM, we rock. To my man DJ
Red Alert- we (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, this shit
About this kid-Wearin' the, ah, Jerry Curls, man. Word up! He was
Yo dough, word up, word up. He had a coat on, but no description was
Given)

Now what you heard, people, was a little kickin
But let me tell you this while the is still tickin
This is the warning, as the caution
Do not to dis 'cause you'll soften
Just like a pillow, or yet a mattress
You can't match style or attack this
I'm telling you, write on schedule
Fuck with K-R-S and bury you
Deep in the dirt, or sand with a
No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just
Total on stage
is the name, 22 is the age
Those who battle, I know who you are
You got a little girl, you a little car
You into the place with that look on your face
Before you ran the mile, you the race
So assume you're doomed when you in the room
be the witch and you'll be the broom
I'll you, guide you into the concrete
I'll slide you to a funky
So what do we have
A in fear
I your heart
Put it way up on the
At ten fucked
At nine you
At eight you're a
At seven-a
At six you're
At five you're wacked
At you're lost
At three, you're soft
At two an ass
At one, you're a
But you slip, I'll whip
homeboy, ya slippin'

(Yo get my slip on, I'm chillin on. A time, ya see me slip on, crop D
And I'll slip on, everybody-I on. Sayin? I'll come back if I miss you
Sayin?)

I understand that calms the savage beast
But keep in that I compose my music piece by piece
a bass, a snare
A cut over there
I add my name
And the shit fresh
I ask Moe and ICU for thoughts
Layin' down a power all the suckas are tought
One again, the of original arts
We're gettin' payed to the end we were down from the start
We're known as Boogie Down Productions, ain't no B-boy
Gauranteed to ya dance, if you give us a chance
We're goin' off and of course all ya are lost
You wanna a fresh rhyme? You've come to the source
Because I'm the of guy who's not put up on a pedestal
Run my rhyme on time and on
One another, another to the next
Can't when you're tense, or your muscles won't flex
your larynx
It may get havin' sex
Or may get
When as a liar
are the things I teach so be tought
To me you're kinda short, how many have you fought?
If you up with a number, notebook, or list
It just doesn't matter, you can get dissed
I'm bringin' back ol' New York rap
That gets you jacked you're hands still clap
funny
Just dissin' you I can money
But noone's
My message is Ya' slippin

(They spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top
Man (word)-you what I'm sayin? To my brother KRS-1, you're large, I'm
Sayin, large-everytime, man, large. slippin')

E-N-O,
you go through other albums, you're sure to say
Goddam! They all seem to sound
Till you hear the crew standin' over in the
Showing, glowing, on the top
The lyrics keep flowing and and just flowing
Just like a river, or yet a stream
I'm proud to be with the winning team
So don't ever in your life even about an arguement
Cuz you'll get walked on like
We'll pick you up, and you off
BDP on you're head and you're off
But you even change that to say instead
I'm cuz I got a BDP on my head
So before you inherit that ass kicking
I you wake right up cuz ya slippin'
(Yo! They slippin'-dough, slippin'-dough, they slippin'-word up

up
I
Don't no more, man, I'm commin' out of the shell-dough, they

Man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya what
I'm
Saying? This other don't know what his name is, but you know
time
It is. (WORD UP!) He's too (everybody). Slippin', and

He do somethin', slippin'. Slippin'.)