Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all town
Every time I drive by you're just standin'
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
Don't you know you're just a and your boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the
I wanna take my gun and shoot you in your face
You're playin' me too close with the and games
I the beef and the bullshit is the price of fame

Movies, records, on tour
people hip-hoppin' on the floor
Whole body-rockin', and everything's chill
Get to New York, and the suckers act ill
See, I fought with the devil, a promise to God
I have experience in all the way to the top
It's harder harder than all the suckers are barred
You to try to talk down now your ego is scarred

See the problem is you want what man has
His car, his wife, or his
But weak, you gotta do work on your own
'Cuz you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone
So get your own on your own, it'll your soul
Stop livin' off your like you're three years old
Instead of walkin' like you're limp and yang about me
Why you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree?

Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to carefree
Hope my message reaches you you're seventy-three
A old man, people ask you what you did with your life
You'll say "I L.L. and I carried a big knife"
Every day is a chase, every day is a
And every day you're being by my bass
Too much to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's like the in my eyes and the gun's in my face

I'm stupid knuckleheads until they bleed
I'm the leader of the show, so up to me to lead
I'ma you away from drugs and petty crime
Lead you away from wack and rhyme
Lead you to that ticket
So you can come in my show and the stars shine
Get busy, not dizzy, teach the young
The last man who didn't ended up gettin' hung

Not I killed him, it's just he didn't wanna trust
The words of a master that's why you
heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear
Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the words are
Throwin' flurries, scurry and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it best
tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in it don't go right

E-Love drives a tank, he's strong like a
If you're cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a
L.L. J is on the microphone
Tellin' all you punk "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm rated X, born to necks
up and down, no special effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be to touch Queens

'Cuz that's where I live, and this is what I
Turnin' crews into fugitives
They run, they frightened, they hide King Titan
Like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when he's
Here I am, tellin' the truth and I'm the word to my fellow youth
It man-to-man and jam-to-jam
I got hip-hop, rock, and love song
All you petty MC's in the state of New
Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still squawk

Can't get a decent contract, your ain't workin'
Pumas plus you're manager's jerkin'
Your mic sounds weak, remember that
I'm badder Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly girl's desire, the man you
Not on the stage, I rock in the park
And I'm a in the daytime, and worse after dark
So don't never ever with the king of the sound
L.L. J, the baddest around