Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

Check one,
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Richter

It lights, camera, action I'm on
One more to kill 'em, my rap flow is fulfilling
I scream with the Beastie Boys, "What is it?"
two o'clock, you gettin' knocked out the box

Then off the block, Def Squad Hit Squad
No we won't stop, it, call the cops
I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks, I'm the
Fatman Joe you

As you suffer the repercussions, through the blaze
Bust the crime scene, 'cause drama
duckin' when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the one-two
Layin' MC's out to trap, we run through, like what?

Like the marathon, flooded with the on
Get my rhymin' on, EPMD shinin' on
Back to Biz, new address with the fat
My in the Wiz, poli'-in with the big wigs

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the of rap, we pull rank no question
We top the Richter

the techniques, E.D. fantastic
Unreal GangStarr shit, Mass
top dawg, I'm the one you call on
To get Sic'-Wid-It, E forget it

I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate
of a jab, gift of gab
I'm the elite, it underground like street level
I rock a watch with a diamond bezel

Rap terror, EPMD, a new era
Off the Richter Scale, blowin' hotter than
With the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads
Lost your and said, "Shit!" when we barged in

The door, rugged, keeps our shit raw
hits for the fans, plus the world tour
Believe that, peep E and P's back
heads daily, so chill and get the bozack

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we rank no question
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale

Yo Flush-in, all my cats be bustin'
Servin' you customers and those fake
Whassup? to me, I smack you silly
I'm the Kid, but no comparison to

I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, can't you
Girls lose to me when they groove to
I got one life to so I'm livin'
Got girls to be hittin', cars to be drivin'

We stripped too many beats to make too niggaz to break
No moves are fake, no shots fired blastin' on crews
corrupt Jakes
The Viper, scream on MC's and rhyme cyphers
More Dangerous than, Michelle Pfeiffer

So skedaddle-daddle, you get rattled wanna battle-battle
Put one to your rhyme saddle, through, like wild cattle
We flow so dead that, let that shit cease
I'm with the hands, plus accurate with the two-piece

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Richter

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Scale