Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

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

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

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

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

Cold rock rap, 49er
Is what I choose an' I use, I lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, like a bolo
Make the fly girls wanna my photo

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

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

You an' mind from a beatin' from my rhymes
A time for a that I can't find
show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy one

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

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

Written sittin', all fittin', not bitten
Givin' me the juice that your not
I'm not a law obeyer so you can your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, poetry sayer

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

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

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

One, one, one
One, one, one

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

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

Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that make us
To all the ladies swoon
But it's also the words from our direction, a gold boy
Kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese

On stereo, ever mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm about vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
Because I'm Public number one

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

For all you suckers, and cheap amplifiers
crossed up wires are always startin' fires
You grown up criers, now here's a pair of
Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old

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

Known as the poetic, political, son
I'm Public Enemy one

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

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

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

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