Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' on these
lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas
you got to keep bubblin' on em doublin' on em fuck
these A yo I bumped into these cat an' they was like
"Yeah what up wit that Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he swear he nice he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy number one right now that dash spit
hydro-ghetto shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat here
who should I
your hand in the air
socialise, get down, let your soouulll the way
cause i'm enemy that you can't see
who you wanna be, you shit to me
It ain't for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, they'll fo me
so if you want whats mine, you gots to the heart
I've seen em come and seen em part
If you ain't beef then why did you start?
Front from the catch shots after dark
suffer duck or you'll these
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't kicking the rhymes like these
see I do the things that can't achieve
so don't bassin' an' i'll start pacing
bets on you'll be discracing
hotter than the sun,
I'm on the run
i'm Public Enemy number one

Chorus (singing with scratching in the background)

one, one, one one,
one, one, one
one, one, one

let me ask you, what you got me?
is it my girl or is it the
is it my or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all me
now ask yourself, why is he number
now ask yourself, who's done what done
then ask yourself, you're fifth of the run
you its a game cause you fucked the wrong one
always God and I don't swing solo,
back down when I got a throw dolo
wanna see me out, but I won't go though
pretty thing wanna have my photo
one in the room on the wall
in rememberance that I them all
got no time for that think small
grill me in the club they can't ball
hate callers,
hate ballers,
back in control now I orders
it's no fun under the gun,
because got me Public Enemy number one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep sweating
giving the juice thast their not gettin'
a bonafide playa, now who got the
a non-stop, rhythm rock sayer
I'm the saver, the New york mayor
you try me, you better say your prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm gone then say die
I take what I find, put a beat to they
it was over but I crept from behind,
wanna try to stop me speaking my mind
almost and running out of time
to the point when I wanna bust nines
a lot of straight faces, I can only mine
soldiers in positions, all on the front
don't make a till I give them the sign
as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
because i'm Enemy number one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, what i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas
foul like, talking about what you got and they ain't got,
they wanna you down.

(beat fades)