Luyện nghe bài hát Breakthrough

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

Movies, records, goin' on
Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the
Whole body-rockin', and everything's chill
Get to New York, and the suckers act ill
See, I fought with the devil, made a to God
I experience in goin' all the way to the top
harder 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 what man has
His car, his wife, or his
But that's weak, you gotta do on your own
'Cuz when you're rich you got friends but you're poor you're alone
So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your
Stop livin' off your parents you're three years old
of walkin' like you're limp and talkin' yang about me
Why don't you take your and get a college degree?

Or a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree
Hope my reaches you before you're seventy-three
A old man, when people ask you you did with your 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 being overpowered by my bass
Too juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace
It's like the in my eyes and the gun's in my face

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

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

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

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

get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin'
Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's
Your mic sounds weak, that skeezer
I'm than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar
I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly desire, the man you admire
Not on the stage, I rock in the park
And I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse dark
So never ever mess with the king of the sound
L.L. J, the baddest around