Luyện nghe bài hát A Chorus Line 2000 (Remix)

[Ced
Yo yo
We in the lab man
We got beat rollin man
We might as well start the Chorus Line, y'all with

[Tim
Word up, yeah let's do this man
get on that

[Ced
Yo so how we do this? Yo..
Matter of fact, you know how we do it?
Yo Tim Dog, ?

Dog]

[Ced
We gonna, yeah we get out of here man
It's on you, it my brother

Dog]
Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get Vick to the dick
to spit, I'm too quick
I be appraisin, raised the brave
I'm the headmaster and my slave
master, rhymes are disaster
Half the class step back, they'll call me the
You wanna jet, with a similie
But I'm so large I your girl Emily
Procrastinator later hater out sprayed her
You wanna be Raider
I'll control, get bold, uphold,
in tow.. I got so
dollars, scholars, holla
Girlies stop and talk but I walk
away, cause dog lay
Rappers wanna Go ride a sleigh
I'll and dare with a stare
You can say where? I'm here
Metaphor physical, rhymes are artistical mircales
difficult, to terrifical
Hypothetically,
Energetically,
No joke hardcore, rhymes will more
Dog will get more, yes yes yes
I protest and progress
with reflex, cause I get cold sex
I can't believe how I am
me a pound, thank you ma'am
So whether you think that I'm just a
to to lift the gifts that itch the fifth
to shift his clip that's in control to hold the
a bowl I you take and ache and fake
Whoooo.. hot damn I'm
I'm on the Line

It's a Line (3X)
Yo Trev (yeah) your rhyme

[T.R.
Hold the beat, the beat, drop the beat
a second, to think of
the language for lyrical interest
The better for, if and in awe
the score, want more then implore
the rhyme, line, fine, design
Redefine,
Down the line, see the sign, stop
-- and let me enter your brain
Reachin the circumfrence then maintain
to build, in I'm equal to destroy
I'm like a teacher tornado you're just a
Made by, Parker Brothers
You bought your rhymes, from wholesale
Words are stale, up to
cause you fail, try to
My sugar style, words and rhythm for
Dissecting, interjecting, I'm
I'll rewind myself and then again
Strike and burn, just like hydrogen
Come again, as I intend to to end
to go beyond, of a titan
I'm fightin, my fury to cause static
and shine, the superstar, supreme
T.R. the has got to be
Dope and def the that never fessed
Unless you guessed the to threat in jest
Never mess up a Chorus Line

Yo Ced, here's rhyme

Gee]
Metaphor layer, kickin it
Ced Gee's the hypest, man that just
Rip this, rap right through this
beat sweet to eat, I'm not new to this
Rappin with and, bein distinct man
Seein the can, rap with me understand
the fact that I sound def means I'm buildin
I'm so dope I got rhymes by the
The image maker breaker faker shaker
You rhyme like me, you shoulda the
out the industry, cause that mean you're jockin me
Your sweating me, getting me, telling me, you're not of me
But that's not all, I feel that I'm better than
I'm Ultra, and I'm a veteran
with rhymes, by the thous', stacks and
I'm a scientist, you say how
the can we ever trust, Ced Gee when he starts to bust
a rhyme with gale force, with mega-thrust
To build or ill or kill or a fill the will
that make the people straight and
To prance and and find romance and take the chance
to glance, while I do
rhymes powerful, we're the illogical
Mystical just to show, what I when I go
out, and move on to
You rhymes like shit, youse a quick stinkin
of hype I like to recite on.. my Chorus Line

Yeah boy it's a Line
Aiyyo (yo) you know what?
It's your

Keith]
I'm up with the rhyme, brain tanks need fuel
Sunoco, diesel rhymes are locked in,
Combustion
Gratitude, increasing altitude,
But changing
It's very rude when you on my path
I laugh and giggle, smile and my friend
my within - holds the righs to win
Your I bend, like a pound of steel
Lethal power, to me you're weasel
I'm with tons of diesel power
Contraction, you're not ready for
Two hundred rappers a day, I keep and
buffin cleanin polishin, act up
You wanna battle with me you must be up
Stop the the games you're playin
You never were or payin, one bit of attention
to me my my clothes my hat my shoes
my shirt my tie, the on my eye
I try, not to cry
Cause you're wack as ever, better
Clever to pick up the mic, in any snow or
or whether or not you tried to a dream
or of life, but my lyrics are bright
like a satellite, crystal ball knowledge
I got to college, attend to astrology
A million groups confessed, I'm still the
Kool Keith to
I'm like a heat ray, cookin up brain
I like it well done, on the Chorus