Luyện nghe bài hát Richter Scale

Check one,
Yeah, aww yeah, uhh Scale

It lights, camera, action I'm on
One more time to 'em, my rap flow is fulfilling
I scream with the Boys, "What time is it?"
two o'clock, you gettin' knocked out the box

Then off the block, Def Squad Hit Squad
No we won't stop, it, call the cops
I be the invincible, in the of hard knocks, I'm the principle
Fatman Joe you

As you the repercussions, comin' through the blaze
Bust the scene, 'cause some drama
Niggaz duckin' when we come through, throwin' the jab, in the
Layin' MC's out to trap, when we run through, what?

the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on
Get my rhymin' on, fuckin' shinin' on
to Biz, new address with the fat crib
My shit in the Wiz, poli'-in the big wigs

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull rank no
We top the Richter

Off the meter, and we reach the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Richter

the techniques, E.D. fantastic
Unreal GangStarr shit, Appeal
Rap's top dawg, I'm the one you on
To get Sic'-Wid-It, E don't it

I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, brown
Hell of a jab, of gab
I'm the elite, it underground like street level
I rock a Rolex watch with a diamond

Rap terror, EPMD, a new era
Off the Richter Scale, blowin' than ever
the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin'
Lost mind and said, "Shit!" when we barged in

The front door, rugged, keeps our raw
Make hits for the fans, plus the world
Believe that, peep E and P's back
Wreckin' daily, so chill and get the bozack

Off the meter, and we reach the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull rank no
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and we reach the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we rank no question
We top the Scale

Yo Royal Flush-in, all my be bustin'
Servin' you customers and those fake
Whassup? Step to me, I you silly
I'm the Kid, but no to Billy

I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, can't you
Girls lose to me when groove to Maxwell
I got one life to so I'm livin'
Got girls to be hittin', cars to be drivin'

We stripped too many to make too many niggaz to break
No moves are fake, no warnin' shots fired on crews
Like Jakes
The Black Viper, scream on and rhyme cyphers
More Dangerous Mind than, Michelle

So skedaddle-daddle, you get rattled don't battle-battle
Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin' through, like cattle
We flow so dead that, let that shit cease
I'm quick with the hands, plus accurate with the

Off the meter, and everytime we the
and ya don't stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull rank no
We top the Scale

Off the meter, and everytime we the
Tip-top and ya stop, uhh!
In the field of rap, we pull no question
We top the Richter