Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out

Yo, we do somethin' about that man
Yo, we get stupid
Yo, we gotta let 'em what time it is

You go ooh and ahh when I in my car
People me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
No who you are when I'm up to par
I betcha go hip hop, or hurrah

But the and ohhs is my kind of news
Pop your tape in, put your car in
I never heard the boos, I drank booze
'Cause I rock the rhythm left alone the blues

The L.I. mystique, you to peek
A look and then you know that we're weak
I you can't wait, it's never too late
No I'm here and everything is straight

Cycles, cycles, life in cycles
New is old, no, I'm not no
The monkey on the back makes the best
The people in the makes the best rock well

The in the back lets you know who's whack
And those who the odds are stacked
The one who the money is white not black
You might not believe it but it is like

When you to my show watch me throw
Down with the brothers toe to toe
When you a move, new not used
And watch the bro here just bust a

A fat lady soprano, loads my
Hear my jam with a piano
Easy on the wall but on the panel
A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on

In effect the crew's in
Run by the posse with the around the neck
Homeboys in lookin' for sweet
in the crowd so they can meet

Somebody to body a baby
Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her
I'm a MC protector, U.S.
South African wrecker

power, you can feel it in my arm
Lookout I'm a timebomb
Tickin', tockin', all about
Makin' much dollars the crazy one's clockin'

The rhythm to shake the downy down
Bounce to the ounce is sound the
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All to the force of my swing

Like Ali Frazier, in Manila
A point blank microphone killer am I
No to lie, got the Flavor Flave
To prove win and if not the save

pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up
Just to lose the bet, emcee stick up
is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's mine
One time let the star

And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you you're
Don't think you're grown 'cause your mustache
I'm one you know it weighs a ton
And I'll be the you can be the bun, girl

Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on down to my funky
And the rhythm rhyme one time your mind
Rhythm roll, two control
The and the caller of your doom
And when I'm ready to leave, you're know I go boom

Three times y'all rhythm rhyme and
Then you'll that the D is on the
times y'all and never ever the whack
It's the to the minute, time to blow black