Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Slippin'

(Yo man, these 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 die. Pumpin KISS FM, we rock. To my man DJ
Red Alert- we chillin' (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, this
About this kid-Wearin' the, ah, Jerry Curls, man. up! He was slippin'
Yo dough, word up, word up. He had a yellow on, but no description was
Given)

Now you just heard, people, was a little kickin
But let me tell you while the clock is still tickin
This is the warning, as the caution
Do not attempt to dis you'll soften
Just a pillow, or better yet a mattress
You can't match this style or this
While I'm telling you, write on
Fuck K-R-S and I'll bury you
in the dirt, or sand with a shovel
No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, muffle
Total on stage
is the name, 22 is the age
Those who battle, I know who you are
You got a little girl, you drive a car
You come into the place with that look on face
Before you ran the mile, you the race
So assume you're when you step in the room
be the witch and you'll be the broom
I'll ride you, guide you into the
I'll slide you to a beat
So do we have here?
A in fear
I snatched heart
Put it way up on the
At ten you're
At nine you
At you're a sucker
At mothafucka
At six slapped
At five you're wacked
At four lost
At three, you're just
At two an ass
At one, you're a
But you slip, I'll whip
'Cause homeboy, ya

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

I that music calms the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my music by piece
a bass, a snare
A little cut over
I add my name
And the becomes fresh
I ask Moe and ICU for their
Layin' down a play all the suckas are tought
One again, the tactics of arts
We're gettin' to the end 'cause we were down from the start
known as Boogie Down Productions, ain't no B-boy stance
Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a
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 type of guy not put up on a pedestal
Run my on time and on schedule
One after another, to the next
Can't rhyme when you're tense, or muscles won't flex
your larynx
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 many have you fought?
If you come up with a number, notebook, or
It doesn't matter, you can still get dissed
I'm bringin' back ol' New York rap
gets you jacked while you're hands still clap
It's
Just dissin' you I can money
But tippin'
My message is Ya' slippin

(They spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top
Man (word)-you know I'm sayin? To my brother KRS-1, you're 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 sound
Till you hear the standin' over in the light
Showing, glowing, on the top
The lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just
Just like a river, or better yet a
I'm proud to be down the winning team
So don't ever in your life think about an arguement
Cuz you'll get walked on like
We'll you up, and dust you off
Stamp BDP on you're head and off
But you won't even that to say instead
I'm cuz I got a BDP on my head
So just you inherit that ass kicking
I suggest you right up cuz ya slippin'
(Yo! slippin'-dough, they slippin'-dough, they slippin'-word up

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

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

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