Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' on these
mutherfuckers lets it to the next millennium on these niggas
you got to keep bubblin' on em doublin' on em fuck
these niggas A yo I bumped these cat an' they was like
"Yeah up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he don't he nice he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy number one right now fuck that dash
that shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat right
who I fear
throw hand in the air
socialise, get down, let your lead the way
cause i'm enemy that you can't see
who you wanna be, you ain't to me
It hard for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, spit fo me
so if you want mine, you gots to have the heart
seen em come and i've seen em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front from the light catch shots dark
suffer duck or you'll catch
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't nobody the rhymes like these
see I do the things that they can't
so don't bassin' an' i'll start pacing
on that you'll be discracing
more hotter the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Public Enemy one

Chorus (singing with beat in the background)

one, one, one one,
one, one, one
one, one, one

let me ask you, you got against me?
is it my or is it the Bentley?
is it my house? or maybe its all
I just came up and you're all me
now ask yourself, why is he one?
now ask yourself, who's done what done
then ask yourself, fifth of the long run
you its a game cause you fucked the wrong one
always God and I don't swing solo,
never back down I got a throw dolo
wanna see me out, but I just won't go
pretty young thing have my photo
one in the hangin' on the wall
in rememberance that I them all
got no time for those think small
grill me in the club cause they ball
shot callers,
hate ballers,
back in control now I orders
it's no fun under the gun,
because they got me Enemy number one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna infiltrate and my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep sweating
them the juice thast their not gettin'
a playa, now who got the flavour
a non-stop, rhythm poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New york
before you try me, you better say prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm gone then say die
I take what I find, put a to they rhyme
thought it was over but I from behind,
try to stop me from speaking my mind
almost 2000 and out of time
almost to the point when I wanna nines
a lot of straight faces, I can only trust
soldiers in positions, all on the line
don't make a move till I give them the
as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
because i'm Public Enemy one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm about love,
sparklin' and glisten on mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and what ain't got,
they wanna you down.

(beat fades)