Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out

Yo, we gotta do about that man
Yo, we get stupid
Yo, we gotta let 'em know time it is

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

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

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

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

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

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

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a piano
Easy on the but hard on the panel
A fool Kools 'cause he chokes on Camels

In effect the in check
Run by the posse with the gold the neck
in heat lookin' for sweet
Ladies in the crowd so can meet

Somebody to makin' a baby
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
y'all I'm a timebomb
Tickin', tockin', all about
much dollars while the crazy one's clockin'

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 of my swing

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

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

And I'm you, yelling at you you're through
Don't think you're grown your mustache grew
I'm number one you know it a ton
And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,

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

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