Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Slippin'

(Yo man, these people around 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 (word) Yo! What's goin' on? Mr. Magic-you know what
Happened? He slipped on us-he die. Pumpin FM, we rock. To my man DJ
Red Alert- we chillin' (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, shit
About this kid-Wearin' the, ah, Curls, man. Word up! He was slippin'
Yo dough, word up, up. He had a yellow coat on, but no description was
Given)

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

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

I understand that music the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my music piece by
a bass, a snare
A cut over there
I add my K-R-S
And the shit fresh
I ask Moe and ICU for their
Layin' down a power play all the are tought
One again, the tactics of original
We're gettin' payed to the end 'cause we were from the start
We're known as Down Productions, ain't no B-boy stance
Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you us a chance
We're goin' off and of all ya suckas are lost
You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? come to the source
Because I'm the type of guy 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
Check your
It may get lower sex
Or may get
bustin' as a liar
These are the things I so be tought
To me you're kinda short, how battles have you fought?
If you come up with a number, notebook, or
It doesn't matter, you can still get dissed
I'm bringin' that ol' New York rap
That you jacked while you're hands still clap
It's
Just you I can make money
But noone's
My is simple Ya' slippin

(They slippin'-dough-1987-they spippin', but we all the way to the top
Man (word)-you know what I'm sayin? To my brother KRS-1, large, I'm
Sayin, large-everytime, man, large. slippin')

E-N-O,
When you go through other albums, sure to say
Goddam! They all seem to alike
Till you hear the crew standin' over in the
Showing, glowing, on the top
The lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just
Just like a river, or yet a stream
I'm proud to be with the winning team
So don't ever in your life think about an arguement
Cuz get walked on like carpet
pick you up, and dust you off
Stamp BDP on you're head and off
But you won't change that to say instead
I'm down cuz I got a BDP on my
So before you inherit that ass kicking
I suggest you wake 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 know what
I'm
Saying? This other kid-I don't know what his is, but you know
time
It is. (WORD UP!) slippin' too (everybody). Slippin', and

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