Luyện nghe bài hát Outta Here

Back in the I knew rap would never die
I to listen to Awesome-2 on WHBI
I to hear all kind of rap groups before sampling loops
Rappers wore Lee suits
Me and Kenny afford that
So we would go to the park when they was to hear rap
I to listen till the cops broke it up
I thought to myself "Damn, why they fucked it up?"
But never the less I was in love the microphone
And it stayed that way I left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm
But with comes big responsibility
I used to walk around by the force
I remember how large Rhymes was when he fell off
I used to wonder about crews that used to
They were large, but none of them could to stay on top

Do you ever think about when you here?
Record deal and video outta
Mercedes Benz and Rover outta here?
No doubt BDP is old school, but we goin' out!

After livin' on the alone
Some years went by, I myself into a group home
I used to the show "I Dream of Jeannie"
And about "When will I be large like Whodini?"
But I was messin' graffiti on the subway
And chased by the cops almost everyday
I knew it had to bea way see
So I would go to my room, RUN DMC
Around 1984 I left the group home, again
Still about the microphone
Gimme a chance man, I I can rock it
But I had to worry about puttin' in my pocket
So when I reached the shelter I met my helper DJ Scott La
And we loved hip-hop
I was takin' suckas out in the shelter
Yeah there was rappers in the but I had to diss 'em
But all along, my vision was lost
I kept seeing all these rap fallin' off

Do you ever think about you're outta here?
Fly girl and fresh gear here?
dollar love seat outta here?
No BDP is old school, but we ain't goin' out!

While I'm battling these crews
Yes, BDP would in the street news
Some said all they want to do is
They can't write a song, so their careers won't last
Around this I used to hang with Ced Gee
And DJ Scott La used to buy gold with Eric be
I didn't meet Rakim till later Scott
I we were jammin' at the rooftop
It used to irk me when these critics had
would say "Just keep rappin', I'll keep spinnin'"
We had a fucked up contract, but we it
And dropped the hip-hop album Minded
We the critics your opinions are bull
Same time be and Rakim dropped Paid in Full
Hip-hop pioneers we ask to be
But right hip-hop changed drastically
People didn't want to hear the old rap
We started samplin' by James Brown
In the middle of doin' My
Scott was killed and shit got to me
But knowin' the of life and death
I his breath, was one with my breath
I had left and it was scary
So I dropped By All Necessary
Another hip-hop group was a friend of me
Was a crew called Public Enemy
It Takes A Nation of Millions to Us Back
These two albums set off in rap
But all along, I'm still lookin'
And all I can see are rap groups fallin' down

Do you ever about when you outta here?
Condominium and beach house outta
Credit cards and bank accounts here?
No BDP is old school, be we ain't goin' out!