Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some out there

Yo, we gotta do somethin' that man
Yo, we get stupid
Yo, we gotta let 'em what time it is

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

But the ahhs and is my kind of news
Pop your in, put your car in cruise
I never heard the boos, I never booze
'Cause I just the rhythm left alone the blues

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

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 back you know who's whack
And who lack the odds are stacked
The one who the money is white not black
You might not believe it but it is like

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

A fat lady soprano, loads my
my jam with a funky piano
Easy on the but hard on the panel
A fool smokes Kools he chokes on Camels

In the crew's in check
Run by the with the gold around the neck
Homeboys in heat lookin' for
Ladies in the crowd so can meet

to body makin' a baby
Givin' it to an' makin' her crazy
I'm a MC protector, U.S.
South African government

Panther power, you can it in my arm
Lookout I'm a timebomb
Tickin', tockin', all about
Makin' dollars while the crazy one's clockin'

The rhythm to shake the house downy
Bounce to the is sound the crown
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All fall to the force of my

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

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

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

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

Three times rhythm rhyme and rock
Then you'll that the D is on the
Four times y'all and ever the whack
It's the hour to the minute, to blow black