Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some out there

Yo, we gotta do somethin' 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 treat me like Abdul Jabbar
No matter who you are I'm up to par
I betcha go hip hop, hurray or

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

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

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

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

When you come to my show watch me
Down the other brothers toe to toe
When you a move, new not used
And watch the bro here just a groove

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a funky
on the wall but hard on the panel
A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on

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

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

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

The rhythm to shake the downy down
Bounce to the ounce is sound the
The man, the enemy, King, no thing
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

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

And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you through
think you're grown 'cause your mustache grew
I'm one you know it weighs a ton
And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,

Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on to my funky sound
And the rhythm rhyme one time your mind
Rhythm roll, two control
The mauler and the caller of doom
And I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know 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 hour to the minute, time to blow