Luyện nghe bài hát KRS-One Speech - KRS-One

Yo up?
This is hip hop manifesting as the KRS-One.
you 60 minutes of funk with my man Funkmaster Flex
so I say...

Me never never cross over
Me never never never go commercial la la (x2)

1:
You major you minor
Get behind a rhymer
writer, chart climber, path finder, rewinder
A
ass let me get WAY up in it
Now you did it
You steppin' to me you some type of lyrical chef
But like Coolio said G you better a leeeft
Now you in the actin' hard
You need to be home asleep so you can wake up and get a job
Stop frontin' you sayin' nothin'
Say hello to the Down Production
MC's today are too pretty a pity
I the city where it's gritty
And I'm ferrous you're curious
try me if you're serious
Who's your trainer I'll smash you in the with a bottle
Hit the toggle switch to a role model
You Benedict
calm you
You ain't wild I heard this kid in Brooklyn the same style
for timing your rhymin'
And with that biddy bye bye follow me you don't wanna go there
I got mad skills and style I get wild
my file
Conceptually by miles
Who's to blame when your lyrics are
No octane just can't play the game the same
I'm in the passing
Shoooom I go by you like a Japanese train
I heard you trying to damage my
But can...you...stand..the...rain?
The one's I don't kill go
Fuck the MC I come plain (complain)
you tryin' for?
What you for?
You gotta think is hip hop dyin' for?
So lets settle the score with rhythmic
the motherfuckin' God core
So I say

2:
So I through
And dominate the I speak through
I'm for the people bite if you need to
I can see
And see dat
You saw an MC and to be dat
MC you saw ME
Can you believe
And dat
True will always suffice?
And R.E.A.L. Rhymes Equal Actual Life
Is the true and ebony
Trace record sales G
Somethings are pure luck others are meant to be
I bet they'll me
In the century
"KRS-One in early rap poetry"
Simotainusly you be forgotten
in the year 2000 'Criminal Minded' will STILL be rockin'
You waste your time me
I got mine see
You of thought G
You should of thought
instead of battlin' me you to plan your longevity
Before you die broke like Sammy Jr.
The followed by the lunar
by the solar
Followed by McDonalds and Coke
The is that
Whatever the of the battle
the battle goes on more french fries and soda
So I say...

3:
the ?
Pass it over here
Battlin' me ain't it just to say you are the winner
You'll still be parties, no
still be rippin' parties
You'll still be eatin' McDonalds for
So all you teeny weeny iddy yellow polka dot MCs
I the world while you stuck around the way
You bitty teeny weeny MCs trapped inside your city (ha ha)
off your mic you got nothing else to say
So back up from my
from the door
You name ain't Funkmaster so what you Flexin'