Luyện nghe bài hát No.1

Joey!
Let's go back in the days your present
Back when it was a little pleasent
Before I knew rap shit would ever lure me in
Let's go like Mike Fox in the Delorean
Back in the day shit, back to the
When brass knuckles used to leave a face ticked
Its back to the Diadoras and the
It's back to the New Editon and The 6

I'm one, one, one, one
Damn it feels to see hip-hop say its number one

Let's go way back if you able to do the math
I'm bout the pool table in the cafe yeah
When the strip was to Paruiqo
64 and Coleco
Not to Cali back to the valley
Back to dapadere back to Bally's
Back before Puma and
Before Zhane and go a little further back to
Damn we came a way

I'm one, one, one, one
Damn it good to see hip-hop say its number one

I break dancin' cardboards and backflips
the royal and the orange Patricks
like you homo sucka's
I had the low top Converse cause I could change my color
I way back when every clan was stylin'
Flava Flav clocks and X-Clan
In see a girl you glance at her
pass her a note do you me? Circle a answer

I'm one, one, one, one
Damn it feels good to see say its number one

Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had through
The ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits
We pay minds to the length of our chains
Transformers was a Decepticons was a gang
yall I'm talkin bout sheep
Talkin bout wearn two pair of jeans when moms me a beatin'
after school three o clock we was to fight
park yall two turn tables and mike like

I'm one, one, one, one
Damn it good to see hip-hop say its number one

What about Public Enemy came out and they dropped a classic
or the Herman and the Roger Rabbit
and the nerds our tests and they passed em for us
back to the roof top to latin quarters
the olds new school now it's the same ol
It's back to Fila's, gazelles and
back to 40 ounces back to OE
Not back to rope chains but back to Gold
I was the class clown just at cats
Let's go back to the (?) the matchin' hats
Remember the Real Roxanne all (?)
Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord
I Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend
The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't beefin'
Kept it on wax they ain't have to heat
Back to Ron Zee back to Black Sheep

I'm one, one, one, one
Damn it feels to see hip-hop say its number one

on say it with me
Im talkin' old Bobby before he (?) Whitney
I used all my touys in the tub with me
A snotty kid eatin boogers
It was Ultimate Warrior and Fly Snooka on
sometimes I read scriptures Psalms maybe
and I wanna go to church but my moms made me
TV me laugh
I night rider cause Kit used to save his ass
Let's go to spoonin' back to Black Moon and
to when wrestlin' had it's own cartoon and
they to sleep on us now they demand us
Will smith told parents just can't understand us
to playin the dozens
back to humpin' our girl cousin
psyche! I'm buggin.
NWA was simply
Let' get back on the block I'm Quincy Jones
I gotta yall

I'm one, one, one, one
it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one

Let's go back before I burned the
when Campbell was ill before the whole world learned the truth
Hip hop had a message then was droppin
I never got what I wanted on back to school
about, used to be about shit
That was back when I got easter outfits
We all grew up all older
Its than just music its a culture folks

We one, one, one, one
Damn it good to see hip-hop say its number one

Remember water
what was the of the fuckin' drink
that they said the triple K
The Klu Klux and shit had put some shit in and
The black were gon' die - huh?
that was, you niggaz knew about it