Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
We're the b-boys, we regret
There's nothing wrong with TV set
a gettin loose
We be harder
Our beats are bigger and better and
Got rock shit
You must
Not fake, not false, not
I can the drums, I can play gituar
Not just b-boys, but real rock
Rock, rock, rock...

we borrow your shit, you better hit the deck
You'll walk the for your dis
Respect, respect, respect...
If you on the Rock, best run and hide
If you got static, take it outside
And you start to get by the Beastie Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big
Like claps of from the cumulus clouds
So pump up the beat and make it real loud
Loud...
A, then it...

Heavy metal running through your blood
Too much rock off the pud
Too much mid-range and bass
The beat's so hard it'll dick face
crush out hard rock hard beats
Hard rock cold rythms for fanitic
Some people say this has done
here, we're now
And the won

Fists...
Fists of fury in an MC
Rock so it'll knock you out
The very blow is a kick in the snout
The beat's so def that you beware
When talkin' bass right in your face
The walls crumble down, destroying the
The finishing is the bokasat-slam
The blow is the five finger jam

Some...
Sometimes I write rythms write rhymes
He writes his and I write
'n roll rythms are raunchy and rawkus
We're from Manhatten, from Secaucus
Mike D and MCA
Not long I can hear you say
In a way these got juice
They're goin' off you they love to get loose
Get loose, get loose...

Gettin' the Ad Ad

MCA, Mike D. in the to be
The Boys showin' up in toy
right
Uh, Uh
In the to be
You it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
When the party loose
one, slop one
And your the boots

Everybody gettin'
LOV on the New C.
Double R R
off the by
Just takin' off the
Like I my style
Gonna' grab my
All the nigros the got
Oh...