Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

Knuckleheads spreadin' all over town
time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in pocket, forty-dog in your hand
Don't you know you're just a worker and boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I in the place
I wanna take my gun and shoot you in your face
You're playin' me too with the schemin' and games
I guess the beef and the is the price of fame

Movies, records, on tour
people hip-hoppin' on the floor
Whole body-rockin', and everything's chill
Get to New York, and the suckers act ill
See, I fought with the devil, made a to God
I experience in goin' all the way to the top
It's harder harder than hard all the are barred
You used to try to talk down now your ego is

See the problem is you what another man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you do work on your own
'Cuz when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor alone
So get your own on your own, strengthen your soul
Stop livin' off your parents like you're years old
Instead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang me
Why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college

Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live
Hope my reaches you before you're seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you you did with your life
You'll say "I hated L.L. and I a big knife"
Every day is a chase, day is a race
And every day you're being by my bass
Too juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's like the in my eyes and the gun's in my face

I'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads they bleed
I'm the leader of the show, so it's up to me to
I'ma lead you away from drugs and petty
Lead you away from wack beats and
Lead you to that ticket
So you can come in my show and watch the shine
Get busy, not dizzy, teach the young
The last man who didn't listen up gettin' hung

Not I killed him, it's just he didn't wanna trust
The words of a master that's why you
Take heed to the speech, it's reach your ear
Don't try to say you can't 'cause the words are clear
Throwin' flurries, punks and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your
'Cuz tonight's the night we see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the in case it don't go right

E-Love a tank, he's strong like a truck
If cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a fuck
L.L. Cool J is on the
all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm rated X, born to snap
up and down, no special effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to Queens

'Cuz that's where I live, and this is I give
Turnin' top-notch crews fugitives
They run, they frightened, they hide from King
Like a sniper he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin'
Here I am, tellin' the truth and I'm spreadin' the to my fellow youth
It goes and jam-to-jam
I got hip-hop, rock, and love fans
All you petty MC's in the of New York
Gettin' a thousand for a show but you wanna squawk

Can't get a contract, your beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's
Your mic sounds weak, that skeezer
I'm than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly desire, the man you admire
Not only on the stage, I in the park
And I'm a in the daytime, and worse after dark
So don't never mess with the king of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the around