Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Stop The Prophet

I, leap over in a single bound (Who are you?)
The Prophet
One day I got by Knowledge of Self
It me super-scientifical powers
Now I, run through the
my, arch nemesis Mr. Ignorance
He's been to take me out since the days of my youth
He feared day would come
I'm hot on his trail, but sometimes he slips
he has an army, they always give me trouble
Mainly - Hatred, Jealousy and Envy attack me
think they got me
But I use my super-science and I all three
I see sparks over that buildin - shootin at me
I dip, do a
Then hit em in the heart with sharp steel
Ignorance hates I drop it
But no matter, he do.. he can't stop the Prophet

Yo Prophet, yo Prophet, here real quick
Yo I saw Ignorance downtown, let me put you on

Word, he down there
He got them illin out, they shootin and else..

Let's the saga, mad mad drama
I met this chick, she she knew where Ignorance was at
I said, "Where?"
She said, "Downtown"
He had babies havin babies - and young niggaz sellin
I the bitch is lyin, it's a set up
I can smell it, but Ignorance is rampant
Aight baby me the exact spot
me at Hoyt and Schermerhorn at 3 on the dot
So I hops up on the A-Train, I'm followed
My seventh sense senses
I turn around, it's
and he brought a mob along, it's the same old
Despair and Animosity got broke the swiftness
I don't know what they this is
I feel a pain in my neck
Now I can't see, I'm like
They hit me with the dart filled the pork chop serum
I tried to hold on but before long I
When I awoke I was locked in the barber's
Trapped in the chair
Oh no, they're try and cut my hair
But that stop the Prophet

Yo Prophet!
is tired of you followin him around
We about to put an end to RIGHT NOW
Anamosity (YEA!) (YO WHASSUP?) Get him!!

A few minutes passed by, I hear a noise
It was that chick with some of Ignorance's
She said, "Prophet, we got you
by the way I'm Mr. Ignorance's wife,
But enough now for your hair cut"
When the clippers touched my hair, they blew the up
After the explosion was no one left
Cause I Dim Mak/poison hand/touch of death
My vision's still blurry, but I see a clue
is at the library
I hurry, with lightning like The Flash
He's at the big one, on Grand, Army
When I get the doors shut and the lights go off
Damn, another
I hear a hissin sound, I smell a funny
I gasp, I can't
Ignorance is at me
on my downfall, but he can't stop the Prophet