Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

Yo, Chuck, a move, man
I was on my way up here to the
Ya know I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me
"Yo, wassup with that brother D? He swear he nice"

I said, "Yo, the don't swear he's nice, he knows he's nice"
Ya what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
You turn him a Public Enemy, man

Now remember that you was kickin' to me
On the way out to L.A.
While we was in the car, on our way to the
yo, right now, kick the bass for them brothers
An' let them what goes on, what goes on

Well, I'm all in, put it up on the
Another rapper shot down from the mouth roared
1, 2, 3, for the count
The of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt

Cold rap, 49er supreme
Is what I an' I use, I never lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, like a Tyson
Make the fly girls wanna my photo

Run in their and hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I them all
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
You rock the kid, so go cut the cheese

Take this application of like these
My rap's red hot, 110
So don't start bassin', I'll start
Bets on that? be disgracin'

You an' mind from a beatin' from my rhymes
A time for a crime that I find
I'll show you my gun, my Uzi a ton
Because I'm Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one, one

You got no rap but you want to
It's like havin' a boat but you got no
'Cause I never pause, I say it
I don't break in stores but I break all

while sittin', all fittin', not bitten
Givin' me the juice your not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer so you can tell mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock sayer

I'm the rhyme player, the layer
A battle, Here's a Bible, start your prayer
This word to the wise is
If they ask you what happened, just admit you

You just got caught a for out of order
An' now you're football teams their water
You messed the master, word to Chuck
An' I'll wax cold tax, made you got dunked

You just got dissed, all but
duck MCs, you get me pissed
It's no fun on the run
they got me, Public Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one

Don't you know, you know?
I got a posse of a to back me up
Watch out, we got never the
Ambush attack, on my back, double teamin', get

So we have us, so okay?
Wanna hear it We got a force
Enemy down, the L.I. circuit
Ain't it Chuckie D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ

Oh yes, I presume it's the that make us groom
To make all the swoon
But it's also the from our direction, a gold boy session
Kickin' like Lee's Chinese connection

On stereo, never mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm talkin' about
said, "Stop, freeze", I got froze up
Because I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

For all you suckers, liars and amplifiers
Your up wires are always startin' fires
You grown up criers, now a pair of pliers
Get a job like your mother, I she fixes old dryers

You have no desires, your father fixes
You try to sell ya equipment but you get no
It's you they never hire, you're on flyers
'Cause you an' your crew is known as good triers

as the poetic, political, lyrical son
I'm Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man, that's you gotta do
You gotta tell just like that, ya know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, man, let me you a little somethin', man
These runnin' around, hard headed

They get a jealous, ya know what I'm sayin'?
Just like that, ya know, they try to you down with 'em
But yo, Chuck, you let 'em know
Who's who in the world of

You gotta let 'em know this is the 80's
An' we can get all the
An' in the we got a fly Mercedes
An' that's the way the story
That's just the way the story