Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Hard

We're we're
the b-boys, we don't regret
There's wrong with your TV set
We're a gettin
We be harder
Our are bigger and better and longer
Got real shit
You admit
Not fake, not false, not
I can play the drums, I can play
Not just b-boys, but real rock
Rock, rock, rock...

When we borrow shit, you better hit the deck
You'll walk the for your dis
Respect, respect, respect...
If you front on the Rock, run and hide
If you got static, take it outside
And you start to get dulled by the Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big
Like of thunder from the cumulus clouds
So pump up the beat and make it real loud
Loud...
A, scrach it...

Heavy tension running through your blood
Too much rock off the pud
Too much mid-range and bass
The beat's so hard it'll dick your
You'll crush out hard rock hard
Hard cold rythms for fanitic freaks
Some people say this has been
We're here, now
And the won

Fists...
of fury in an MC bout
Rock so hard knock you out
The very first blow is a in the snout
The beat's so def that you beware
When you're talkin' bass right in face
The walls crumble down, the place
The finishing is the bokasat-slam
The final is the five finger jam

Some...
Sometimes I write rythms rather rhymes
He his and I write mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are and rawkus
We're from Manhatten, you're from
D AdRock and MCA
Not before long I can you say
In a way these boys got
They're goin' off you they love to get loose
Get loose, get loose...

Gettin' the Ad Ad

MCA, D. in the place to be
The Boys showin' up in toy
right
Uh, Uh
In the to be
You it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
the party gets loose
Slop one, one
And goin' the boots

Everybody gettin'
LOV on the New C.
R double R
off the by
Just off the jile
Like I my style
Gonna' grab my
All the nigros the got
Oh...