Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over
Every time I by you're just standin' around
in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand
Don't you know just a worker and your boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, as I walk in the place
I take my gun and shoot you in your muthafuckin' face
You're playin' me too close with the schemin' and
I guess the beef and the is the price of fame

Movies, records, on tour
Twenty-thousand hip-hoppin' on the floor
Whole parties body-rockin', and chill
Get back to New York, and the act ill
See, I fought the devil, made a promise to God
I have in goin' all the way to the top
It's harder than hard all the suckers are barred
You used to try to talk down now ego is scarred

See the problem is you want another man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you gotta do work on own
'Cuz when you're rich you got but when you're poor you're alone
So get own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul
Stop off your parents like you're three years old
Instead of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' about me
Why don't you take your and get a college degree?

Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live
Hope my message reaches you you're seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you what you did with life
You'll say "I hated L.L. and I a big knife"
day is a chase, every day is a race
And every day you're being by my bass
Too juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face

I'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads they bleed
I'm the of the show, so it's up to me to lead
I'ma lead you away drugs and petty crime
Lead you away from wack beats and
Lead you to ticket line
So you can come in my show and the stars shine
Get busy, not dizzy, teach the young
The last man who didn't ended up gettin' hung

Not that I killed him, just he didn't wanna trust
The words of a master why you must
Take heed to the speech, it's reach your ear
Don't try to say you can't hear 'cause the are clear
Throwin' flurries, scurry and I bury the rest
You better hurry up and a rhyme and give it your best
tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go

E-Love a tank, he's strong like a truck
If cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a fuck
L.L. J is on the microphone
all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone"
'Cuz I'm X, born to snap necks
Straight up and down, no effects
I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop
If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be to touch Queens

'Cuz that's where I live, and is what I give
Turnin' crews into fugitives
They run, they frightened, hide from King Titan
Like a sniper when shootin' or a viper when he's bitin'
Here I am, the truth and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth
It goes man-to-man and
I got hip-hop, rock, and song fans
All you petty in the state of New York
Gettin' a for a show but you still wanna squawk

Can't get a decent contract, your beats workin'
Dogged-out plus you're manager's jerkin'
mic sounds weak, remember that skeezer
I'm badder than Napoleon, or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly girl's desire, the man you
Not only on the stage, I in the park
And I'm a killer in the daytime, and after dark
So don't never ever mess the king of the sound
L.L. Cool J, the baddest