Luyện nghe bài hát Shadrach

Riddle me this my brother, can you it?
Your to my style, you can't hold a candle to it
Equinox symmetry and the is right
Smokin' and on a Tuesday night

It's not how you play the game, how you win it
I cheat and and sin and I'm a cynic
For those about to we salute you
The dirty for dirty minds we contribute to

I was lost but now I'm found
The music over and you're one with the sound
Well, who inherit the earth? The meek shall
And yo, I I'm starting to peak now, Al

And then the man upstairs, well I hope that he
If I had a penny for my I'd be a millionaire
We're just MC's and we're on the go
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Only twenty four in a day
Only twelve notes well a man can
for all, and not just one people
And now we're gonna bust with the Putney Swope

More Adidas sneakers that a plumber's got
Got more suitst than Jacoby and
If not for my vices and my out desires
My year be good just like Goodyear's tires

So I'm out pickin' pockets at the antic
And wants to hear you 'cause your rhymes are damn frantic
I mix business with pleasure way too
You wine, and women, and song, and such

I don't get blue, I gotta mean red
You don't pay the band, your friends, yo that's
Get even like Steven pulling a Rambo
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,

Steal the rich and I'm out robbing banks
Giving to the poor and I always give
Becuase I got more stories that JD's got
I the title and you are the challenger

I've got money like Charles
I've got the girlies in the coup the Colonel's got the chickens
And I go out dapper like the Harry S. Truman
I'm than Mad's Alfred E. Neuman

{I'm never gonna let them say that I love you}

Well, my is hoggin' all kinds of thoughts
And Adam's yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of
Smoke the chalice, got my own religion
round the stage and check the funky dope musicians

Like Jerry Lee Swaggert or Lee Falwell
You like Mario Andretti 'cause he drives his car well
Vicious of reality since the day you were born
And we the hot butter, on what? The popcorn

Sippin on and mackin'
Rockin on the stage all the hands clappin'
Ride the of fate, it don't ride me holmes
{Being proud of being MCs}

And the man upstairs I hope he cares
If I had a penny for my I'd be a millionaire
Amps and crossovers, under my rear
Becuase the is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood

They us what to do? Hell no
Shadrach, Mesach,

Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,
Shadrach, Mesach,