Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo check this out I'm tired of fuckin' dictating on these
lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas
you got to keep bubblin' on em doublin' on em fuck
these niggas A yo I into these cat an' they was like
"Yeah what up wit that nigga Puff he he nice " I said yo
he don't he nice he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy one right now fuck that dash spit
hydro-ghetto shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat right
who should I
throw your in the air
socialise, get down, let soouulll lead the way
cause i'm enemy that you can't see
who you wanna be, you shit to me
It hard for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, they'll fo me
so if you want whats mine, you gots to the heart
seen em come and i've seen em part
If you ain't beef then why did you start?
Front from the light catch shots after
suffer or you'll catch these
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't kicking the rhymes like these
see I do the that they can't achieve
so don't start bassin' an' i'll start
bets on you'll be discracing
more hotter the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Public number one

(singing with beat scratching in the background)

one, one, one one,
one, one, one
one, one, one

let me ask you, what you got me?
is it my girl or is it the
is it my house? or its all three
I just came up and you're all me
now ask yourself, why is he one?
now ask yourself, who's what he's done
then ask yourself, you're fifth of the run
you think its a game you fucked the wrong one
always with God and I don't solo,
never back when I got a throw dolo
see me out, but I just won't go though
pretty young thing wanna my photo
one in the room on the wall
in rememberance that I them all
got no time for those that think
grill me in the club cause they ball
hate callers,
hate ballers,
back in control now I orders
it's no fun fleeing the gun,
because they got me Enemy number one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna infiltrate and break my
I spit lines, hit rhymes, dimes sweating
giving them the juice their not gettin'
a bonafide playa, now who got the
a non-stop, rock poetry sayer
I'm the saver, the New york mayor
you try me, you better say your prayers
my word to the is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm gone then say die
I take I find, put a beat to they rhyme
thought it was over but I from behind,
wanna try to stop me from speaking my
almost and running out of time
almost to the when I wanna bust nines
a lot of straight faces, I can only mine
in positions, all on the front line
don't make a move I give them the sign
known as the poetical, lyrical son
because i'm Public Enemy one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, what i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
like, talking about what you got and what they ain't got,
they bring you down.

(beat fades)