Luyện nghe bài hát When I Burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith
Man I hooked beat up just for you in the Ultra lab man
So yo I want you to dog it, man

Keith]

[Ced
man, so ease back, y'know kick the lyrics man

[Kool
up

[Ced
Go for yours, aight do it man, now

Keith]
Aight..
Yo I'm on, with the freaky
When you debate and rate my
expansion, dimension lyric extension
Rise above, amazing
Crashin brain, changin ways, sore for days
out
Many channels, out forth
I'm sendin, brains are
metal, crust to rust corrode
and low stacks, up the was while you ask
how you do it, show me it
I never knew it, be done, no way my son
Cause I'm the one, smackin em up, em up
you ducks
Packin em up, I burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith man, that was of dope man
But you what man?
I want you to your metaphor, you know uh
make it better for, somethin like that man,

[Kool
Yeah I know what you mean, like this

[Ced
man

[Kool
watch..
Droppin the to make you think
you're and illin out on, vocab
Connect the ?, switch it
range easily, steadily
Slow it down, the beat, throw em down
and sweepin em
MC's, all on the floor
Stand in fact you're wack to prove to me
that you're ready to be and to see, rhymes flow
Match and go, deep in your so
step back, and wait you try
to twist in, another
Designed to ya
You gotta watch 2000 I bet ya,
Procrastinate, rhymes are fake, and yo
and let's your style, use it with mine
mix it with mine, bring it mine
and pefect, and let the elect it
selected, ducks are corrected
One at a time, a stack
em back, sittin em back, in line
To California, I'm on ya
I'm a psycho, I'm buggin on ya
Once a day, I'm your way, to enter your brain
and let a word remain, as a
Stuck deep
The more I go on I'll inside
your skull, and damage your
Cause I burn, you that Ced

Gee]
up man, you burn man, yo yo man
You really did burn track up man, but you know uhh
my man TR Love is in the and uhh
Moe in the house
Awesome Two, in the house
Uhh, who else in the
My man C, he got the bass pumpin, uhh
Who else? Brother Kev, uhh

Keith]
Everybody the Bronx (yeah)
Brooklyn, Fort Greene, Montier

Gee]
Yeah man
London, St. Louis, ahh, we out of man