Luyện nghe bài hát Essays On BDP Ism

You've got the
I've got the
got the time

Am I supposed to stand
These bright lights, I'll probably get a tan
Scott, turn up the master so I can hear, and talk
I'm the Blastmaster, I'm blasted
I know a lot of y'all are shocked I've lasted
But is a subtitle, KRS-One is more vital
And more lethal and vicious

As the suckers always say, "He just us
He got a problem, yo, conceited"
I'm not conceited, they just couldn't it
'Cos when I'm in a club I to mingle
Seconds later they're playin' that
Loud as a and pumped up dramatically
So the people in the place automatically
Time it, and dance right it

Those that have it on tape rewind it
It's not surprising, we parties
Anywhere, anyone,
Some shoddy, like cardboard
But I'm blessed, the Lord
You see I like to study, I money
I eatin' wheat bread with honey

But to of these am I addicted
I like to free and unafflicted
With the sickness of
The material road of
Those that walk this road become
They can't think, they can't

Unself-sufficient, 'cos leeching
I'm not dissin', I'm simply
Well if you notice, not
Have I said name to gain fame
See a shame that they're blinded
If they had a of paper I'd sign it

That's called an autograph, this is a class
I've only to educate the mass
Of young people, to there's no sequel
Just a message, be peaceful and loving, but not a
And stay away from motherfuckers
only pull you down with their hate
But wait, here's somethin' to

You've got the time, I've got the

Down statements you always seem to make
You never wanna create 'cos you don't affiliate
You're self-whipped 'cos you claim not a gift
To execute the rhyme on without a shift
You utter negativity, never productivity
For the b-boy talent or b-boy

Yet when all the currency in tax free you wanna see me
My name is and now you guessed this
I got X-ray vision and I'm lookin' through game
the same, what a shame, now take aim on what I shall obtain
Absolute respect from you, con, now you know it
I'm Blastmaster KRS One, short for

I do not the paper, I read the dictionary
nuclear destruction, yeah, AIDS just doesn't scare me
The girls be lookin' sweeter, the cops be meaner
Carryin' gun, shoot the people for fun
If you could realize this you be called a toy
But yet a b-boy, and I you'll enjoy

Just coolin' out a doubt, livin' life a little different
Yeah, different, never innocent, with a little
I am 20, yet here's my present level
Just one of the Boogie Down Production rebels
Our reputation grows as the music vicious
I will succeed you suckers make wishes

Time and time again I prove to be
But time and time again you prove to be
I need no judge, no jury, no
With DJ Scott La Rock, known as The Destroyer

You've got the time, I've got the
You've got the time, got the time
You've got the time, I've got the
got the time