Luyện nghe bài hát Live On The Mic

Yeah, this is what you would call somethin'
One of the that, you know, when you meet your goal
You get to the top of the game and the come true
Kurupt and KRS-One

Yes, yes y'all, yeah, y'all
(Uh)
KRS y'all, uh, huh, uh, huh
(Uh)
Yeah Kurupt,
to check it out, uh, huh

Prophecy, yes yes, y'all
(Yea)
KRS, y'all, uh, huh, like this
(Yea)
You know up comin' through like that
(Haha)

I laugh at that, your whole is off
I'm blastin' that, somehow my foot is where yo ass is at
Abusin' it, you know for 86 77
I'm doin' to you on the other still kind of new to it

I spit into better men, you a veteran, ain't no tellin'
I send to get them yet another one
My voice-box send shocks of adrenaline so you again
(Unverified)

Then again I that everybody
Think can fuck with us but luckily I noticed
Everybody to be close to us, tryin' to bust when they bust
I seen them they ain't treacherous and they ain't with us

My style's out universe, words that serve all these emcees
They hear pre-verbs I break down to nouns and verbs
They know what I do, I run through crew for crew
KRS, it's on you,

True underground, Down got them runnin' around
Comin' to town them all the way down
And makin' them frown, true

Not a clown, copy, guilty ass, papi
I roll the mash out posse
The beat down posse, squad
You'll you was never hard

When the clip loads and I yell
My faster, blows, give my foes death blows
The nose, goes live at breath shows

See I heard it before, word it
it before, before
Every emcee tried to it before

Be Kurupt the raw dog hog servin' all
around with us the top dog
Murder all y'all, my incredible

I'm out mind state, lookin' at me, oh my goodness
What he creates
Is he the best? Wonderin', nah, ain't no
It's only me and KRS we don't need no vest,

Uh, that, yeah, uh, huh, like that, uh
(We Kurupt and KRS-One on the mic, Yeah)

Comin' through in the studio
KRS-One, I'm still on Jive
But I represent now out in

Yeah, no doubt, I be kurupt the raw dog and I'm
Every emcee here to Compton
Raw dog, assassin when you see me comin' through,
matter no harrassin, they won't lastin'

The round, the last nigga knocked down
sound, droppin' off round for round
And pound for pound, I be from the
It's me a Kris, nigga you can eat my

I break them down so quick, you can't fuck this
The lyricist is way nice
Break and take in freezers just like ice
Fuck around me, O.G, yo, we so precise

You know the agenda
We will be forever, you plottin' to surrender
start, you start tremor
Never lose my temper, my temple member
You know the center of the dope beat,

Yea, yea,
Raw dog style
KRS and
Yea, yea, y'all, uh, huh
Like this, this

Yeah, we them bounce, I make them bounce
We make them bounce, yo, I make bounce
Yo, I blaze a ounce, yeah, I blaze a
I'm bounce to the ounce

the homies come through
Dogpound we surround we bustin' at you
I ya flat, homie
You wonderin, you lookin' back,
I you all alone, in the danger zone

at Kurupt and didn't notice it was on
My homeboy, slittin', spreadin', begin the
Niggas, who don't bust rhymes, niggas beheadin'
Me and Kris, we do it just like
Lyricist, niggas can't fuck this

right y'all, you heard what the man said
KRS-One styles could never be
Thats why we in-in the studio
Chillin' about three o'clock
And we real hip-hop

Now you know time it is
We got the camera in our
KRS-One, all up in the fuckin'
You know what it is
We got to back again

I got my friend, I remember his name again
But I'm gonna flowin', gonna keep showin'
the skills that out the box

We be blowin', like that, yo you on the track
Come and get that pass it right back
Now my man, Kurupt, on the mic like
Now come back and represent beside the

Clap your hands, get it all together
See me through, me and Kris
Tougher than and every emcee who come through
Be better than you, they better than you
But we start heads

Everybody lookin' at me I from the head
Leave them all dead, nigga, you what I said
Punk ass niggas, don't the game

the game homeboy televisin' the game
Seen the game, so im televisin the
Surprisin' the game, oh no, I'm the game

They shook down they down, shook like clowns
See me rockin' I be rockin' all
Don't you know it, oh yeah, the poet
it, I show it, homeboy just don't blow it

Sit on the couch, with a joint in my
as high as can be, even though, they despisin' me
Realizin' I be makin' more money than Lee

And my homie, O.G to me
Yo, Kris, we gonna do it this
(Yeah?)
them down, quick, and they can eat a dick

Boogey Down, Boogey
Boogey Down, Boogey
Down production
Boogey Down, Down
Boogey Down, Down

ha-ha
(Byatch)
Yo we out, dog
(Bitch life, me and KRS-One on the mic)