Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Here

Back in the I knew rap would never die
I used to listen to Awesome-2 on
I used to hear all kind of rap groups before loops
wore bell-bottom Lee suits
Me and Kenny couldn't that
So we would go to the park when was jammin' to hear rap
I to listen till the cops broke it up
I always thought to myself "Damn, why they it up?"
But the less I was in love with the microphone
And it stayed that way I left home
On the of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big
I used to walk around by the force
I remember how large Super Rhymes was when he off
I to wonder about crews that used to rock
They were large, but none of them manage to stay on top

Do you think about when you outta here?
Record and video outta here?
Mercedes Benz and Rover outta here?
No BDP is old school, but we ain't goin' out!

After livin' on the alone
Some years went by, I signed myself a group home
I to watch the show "I Dream of Jeannie"
And about "When will I be large like Whodini?"
But I was messin' graffiti on the subway
And gettin' chased by the almost everyday
I it had to bea better way see
So I would go to my room, RUN DMC
Around 1984 I left the group home, alone
Still about the microphone
a chance man, I know I can rock it
But I had to worry about money in my pocket
So when I reached the shelter I met my helper DJ Scott La
And we loved hip-hop
I was suckas out in the shelter system
Yeah there was in the shelter but I had to diss 'em
But all along, my vision was lost
I kept seeing all these rap fallin' off

Do you ever think about you're outta here?
Fly and fresh gear outta here?
Five-thousand dollar love outta here?
No doubt BDP is old school, but we goin' out!

I'm battling these rival crews
Yes, BDP would stay in the street
Some all they want to do is battle
They can't write a song, so their won't last long
Around this time I used to with Ced Gee
And DJ Scott La used to buy gold with Eric be
I didn't meet Rakim till with Scott
I we were jammin' at the rooftop
It to irk me when these critics had opinions
Scott would say "Just rappin', I'll keep spinnin'"
We had a fucked up contract, but we it
And the hip-hop album Criminal Minded
We told the your opinions are bull
Same Eric be and Rakim dropped Paid in Full
Hip-hop pioneers we ask to be
But then hip-hop changed drastically
People didn't want to hear the old rap
We started samplin' beats by James
In the of doin' My Philosophy
was killed and that shit got to me
But knowin' the laws of life and
I knew his breath, was one my breath
I had nothin' left and it was
So I dropped By All Necessary
Another hip-hop that was a friend of me
Was a revolution crew called Enemy
It A Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
two albums set off consciousness in rap
But all along, I'm lookin' around
And all I can see are rap groups fallin' down

Do you ever think when you outta here?
Condominium and house outta here?
Credit cards and accounts outta here?
No BDP is old school, be we ain't goin' out!