Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there

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

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

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

The L.I. mystique, you sneak to
A look and you know that we're never weak
I know you can't wait, it's too late
No fear I'm 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 in the crowd makes the best rock well

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

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

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a piano
Easy on the wall but on the panel
A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on

In effect the crew's in
Run by the posse the gold around the neck
Homeboys in lookin' for sweet
Ladies in the so they can meet

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

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

The rhythm to shake the house down
Bounce to the ounce is sound the
The man, the enemy, King, no thing
All fall to the of my swing

Like Ali Frazier, Thriller in
A pinpoint point blank killer am I
No need to lie, got the Flavor
To prove I'll win and if not the

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

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

Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on down to my funky
And the rhythm rhyme one time your mind
Rhythm roll, two times
The mauler and the of your doom
And when I'm ready to leave, you're know I go boom

Three times rhythm rhyme and rock
you'll that the D is on the block
Four times y'all and never ever the
the hour to the minute, time to blow black