Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there

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

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

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

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

Cycles, cycles, runs in cycles
New is old, no, I'm not no
The monkey on the back the best excel
The people in the crowd 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 come to my show watch me
Down the other brothers toe to toe
When you make a move, new not
And watch the bro here bust a groove

A fat lady soprano, loads my
Hear my jam a funky piano
Easy on the wall but hard on the
A fool smokes Kools 'cause he on Camels

In the crew's in check
Run by the posse with the around the neck
Homeboys in heat for sweet
Ladies in the so they can meet

Somebody to body a baby
it to grandma an' makin' her crazy
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 while the crazy one's

The rhythm to shake the house down
Bounce to the is sound the crown
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All fall to the force of my

Like Ali Frazier, in Manila
A pinpoint point blank microphone am I
No need to lie, got the Flavor
To prove I'll win and if not the

I'll pick up, rack up, put your whole up
Just choose to lose the bet, stick up
This is the wiz but the not his, it's mine
One let the star shine

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

Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on to my funky sound
And rock the rhythm one time your mind
roll, two times control
The mauler and the of your doom
And when I'm ready to leave, you're gonna I go boom

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