Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Slippin'

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

Now you just heard, people, was a little kickin
But let me you this while the clock is still tickin
This is the warning, known as the
Do not attempt to dis 'cause soften
Just like a pillow, or better yet a
You can't match style or attack this
While I'm telling you, on schedule
Fuck with and I'll 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 battle, I know who you are
You got a girl, you drive a little car
You come the place with that look on your face
you ran the mile, you lost the race
So you're doomed when you step 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 beat
So do we have here?
A in fear
I snatched your
Put it way up on the
At ten fucked
At you suck
At eight a sucker
At mothafucka
At six slapped
At you're just wacked
At you're lost
At three, just soft
At two an ass
At one, you're a
But before you slip, whip
'Cause homeboy, ya

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

I understand that music the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my piece by piece
a bass, a snare
A little cut over
I add my K-R-S
And the shit fresh
I ask Moe and ICU for their
Layin' down a power play all the suckas are
One again, the of original arts
We're gettin' payed to the end 'cause we were down from the
We're known as Boogie Down Productions, ain't no B-boy
Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you us a chance
We're off and of course all ya suckas are lost
You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? You've come to the
Because I'm the type of guy who's not put up on a
Run my on time and on schedule
One another, another to the next
Can't rhyme when you're tense, or your won't flex
your larynx
It may get lower sex
Or may get
When bustin' as a
These are the I teach so be tought
To me you're kinda short, how many battles you fought?
If you up with a number, notebook, or list
It just 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 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,
When you go through other albums, sure to say
Goddam! They all seem to alike
Till you the crew standin' over in the light
Showing, glowing, on the top
The lyrics keep flowing and flowing and flowing
Just like a river, or better yet a
I'm proud to be down with the winning
So don't ever in life even think about an arguement
Cuz you'll get walked on carpet
We'll pick you up, and you off
Stamp BDP on head and you're off
But you won't even that to say instead
I'm cuz I got a BDP on my head
So just before you inherit that ass
I suggest you wake up cuz ya slippin'
(Yo! They slippin'-dough, slippin'-dough, they slippin'-word up

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

Man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya know
I'm
Saying? This kid-I 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'.)