Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

Are you
Yo, Hurb, it from the top, one, two

My mic sound nice, one
My mic sound nice, two
My mic sound nice, three

Are you
To rock y'all, to the beat
A-keep on and you stop
on, keep rockin' on

I'm the queen on the mic and it's true I say that
The Pepa MC is to stay and you know
If I was a book I would
'Cause every curve on my body got a to tell, yeah
Word 'em up, w-word 'em up
I'm so fly, nobody can
The girl hasn't been born can deal with I
Me, Sandy D., def
Don't need to be dressed, I'm to the flesh
Yes, so tough you it is a must
Now Salt, get on the mic, and tell 'em why you go

I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on
Yes I'm oh-aye, I'm so on
Like a hoppin' on the morning lawn
Like a needle on a record when it plays a
Like Little Boy Blue on his horn
And you I got to be on
Mcs and shockin', but it won't last
on the mic, and I'm kickin', ask
Me no questions, I'll no lies
just a little warning, a word to the wise
You been hopin' and scopin', layin' and
But on the bottom is where you're

You're wack, I thought you
You're not related to me so you never be good
I you come from Babylon (And you know why?)
'Cause you're a MC (That's right)
You babble on the about what you wish
But could never be, so
Don't tell me how you're rock
Don't brag about the that you ain't got
Don't feed me lies 'cause now I'm
My cow died, I don't need your bull

Yo, yo, my mic up a little bit
One, two, one, two, alright,

My mic sound nice, one
My mic nice, check two
My mic sound nice, three

about now as you can see
In the to be
We're not talking geometry
or biology
So D. explained it to me
Why do they you the Pepa MC?
You mean you know? Uh-uh that's a shame
OK Salt, let me

I'm hot a fire, burned down, diminished
Oh, now I see! Chill, let me
I make one and all understand
I don't play, I slay the mic's in my hand
The room temperature a hundred and four
You can scramble on the floor
The pressure soars, the crowd, roar
Sweat drip down to your drawers
The Pepa MC is hot ice
And I paid the price to make the mic nice

Forget about the rest, yes, I don't
You're with one of America's best
So I think better count your blessings
Salt's in the house, hell's in session
It's a fact I will wax
Mcs out there are get taxed
to my funky beat
I'm a trip so I you're gonna fall for me
'Cause is the year all men fear
Female MCs is movin' up
Salt and is strictly biz
You the color of this, you know what time it is
"Super" is the of the boomin' bass
"Nature" describes our pretty
Turning out a doubt
no mistake, Queens is in the house
Yeah, it out
it out