Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
We're the b-boys, we don't
There's nothing with your TV set
We're a gettin
We be harder
Our beats are and better and longer
Got real shit
You must
Not fake, not false, not
I can the drums, I can play gituar
Not b-boys, but real rock stars
Rock, rock, rock...

When we borrow shit, you better hit the deck
You'll the plank for your dis
Respect, respect, respect...
If you on the Rock, best run and hide
If you got static, we'll take it
And you start to get by the Beastie Boys
Use real beats, show off big toys
Like claps of thunder from the cumulus
So we'll pump up the beat and make it real
Loud...
A, scrach it...

Heavy tension running through your blood
Too much rock off the pud
Too much treble and bass
The beat's so it'll dick your face
crush out hard rock hard beats
Hard rock cold rythms for fanitic
people say this has been done
We're here, now
And the won

Fists...
of fury in an MC bout
Rock so hard it'll you out
The very first blow is a kick in the
The beat's so def that you better
you're talkin' bass right in your face
The crumble down, destroying the place
The finishing is the bokasat-slam
The final is the five finger jam

Some...
Sometimes I write rather write rhymes
He his and I write mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are raunchy and
We're from Manhatten, you're Secaucus
Mike D and MCA
Not before I can hear you say
In a way boys got juice
They're goin' off you they love to get loose
Get loose, get loose...

Gettin' the Ad Ad

MCA, D. in the place to be
The Beastie showin' up in toy
right
Uh, Uh
In the to be
You it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
When the gets loose
one, slop one
And your the boots

Everybody trouble
LOV on the New C.
Double R R
off the by
Just takin' off the
Like I lost my
Gonna' my rhyme
All the nigros the got
Oh...