Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

Check one,
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Richter

It goes lights, camera, I'm on
One time to kill 'em, my rap flow is fulfilling
I scream with the Beastie Boys, "What is it?"
It's two o'clock, you knocked out the box

Then kicked off the block, Def Hit Squad
No we stop, fuck it, call the cops
I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, I'm the
Fatman Joe you

As you suffer the repercussions, comin' through the
Bust the crime scene, 'cause drama
Niggaz when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the one-two
Layin' MC's out to trap, we run through, like what?

the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on
Get my rhymin' on, EPMD fuckin' on
Back to Biz, new address the fat crib
My shit in the Wiz, with the big wigs

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and we reach the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Scale

Bust the techniques, E.D.
Unreal GangStarr shit, Appeal
Rap's top dawg, I'm the one you on
To get Sic'-Wid-It, E forget it

I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, brown
of a jab, gift of gab
I'm the elite, it underground like street level
I rock a watch with a diamond bezel

Rap terror, EPMD, a new era
Off the Richter Scale, blowin' than ever
With the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the noddin'
your mind and said, "Shit!" when we barged in

The front door, rugged, our shit raw
Make for the fans, plus the world tour
that, peep that E and P's back
Wreckin' daily, so chill and get the bozack

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we rank no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Scale

Yo Flush-in, all my cats be bustin'
Servin' you customers and those hustlers
Whassup? Step to me, I smack you
I'm the Kid, but no comparison to

I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, can't you
Girls lose to me they groove to Maxwell
I got one life to so I'm livin'
Got girls to be hittin', cars to be drivin'

We stripped too beats to make too many niggaz to break
No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired blastin' on
Like Jakes
The Black Viper, scream on and rhyme cyphers
More Dangerous than, Michelle Pfeiffer

So skedaddle-daddle, you get don't wanna battle-battle
Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin' through, wild cattle
We flow beef so that, let that shit cease
I'm quick with the hands, plus accurate with the

Off the meter, and we reach the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Richter