Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy #1

Yo, Chuck, a move, man
I was on my way up here to the
Ya know I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me
"Yo, wassup that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice"

I said, "Yo, the brother swear he's nice, he knows he's nice"
Ya what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
You him into a Public Enemy, man

Now remember line you was kickin' to me
On the way out to L.A.
While we was in the car, on our way to the
Well yo, right now, the bass for them brothers
An' let know what goes on, what goes on

Well, I'm all in, put it up on the
rapper shot down from the mouth that roared
1, 2, 3, for the count
The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no

Cold rock rap, supreme
Is what I choose an' I use, I lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, a Tyson bolo
the fly girls wanna have my photo

Run in room and hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I them all
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
You rock the kid, so go cut the cheese

Take this application of rhymes these
My red hot, 110 degrees
So don't start bassin', I'll placin'
Bets on that? You'll be

You an' your mind from a beatin' my rhymes
A time for a crime I can't find
I'll you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one, one

You got no rap but you to battle
It's like havin' a but you got no paddle
'Cause I never pause, I say it
I don't break in stores but I break all

Written sittin', all fittin', not bitten
Givin' me the juice that your not
I'm not a law obeyer so you can your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock poetry

I'm the player, the ozone layer
A battle, what? Here's a Bible, your prayer
This word to the wise is
If they ask you what happened, just admit you

You just got caught a for out of order
An' now servin' football teams their water
You messed the master, word to Chuck
An' I'll wax cold tax, made sure you got

You got dissed, all but dismissed
Sucker duck MCs, you get me
It's no fun on the run
Because they got me, Public number one

One, one, one
One, one, one

you know, don't you know?
I got a posse of a force to me up
out, we got never the match
Ambush attack, on my back, double teamin', get

So we have us, so okay?
Wanna hear it again? We got a
Enemy down, the L.I. sound
it Chuckie D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ Melody

Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that us groom
To make all the ladies
But it's also the words from our direction, a gold boy
like Bruce Lee's Chinese connection

On stereo, never mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm talkin' vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
I'm Public Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

For all you suckers, liars and cheap
crossed up wires are always startin' fires
You up criers, now here's a pair of pliers
Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old

You have no desires, your father fixes
You try to sell ya equipment but you get no
It's you they hire, you're never on flyers
you an' your crew is only known as good triers

Known as the poetic, political, son
I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man, that's what you do
You gotta tell them just like that, ya know I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, man, let me you a little somethin', man
brothers runnin' around, hard headed

They get a little jealous, ya what I'm sayin'?
Just like that, ya know, they try to bring you with 'em
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em
Who's who in the world of

You gotta let 'em know that is the 80's
An' we can get all the
An' in the we got a fly Mercedes
An' the way the story goes
just the way the story goes