Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers Feel Fly

Yo, I bought that album man, it's man
I'm tellin' you, I like it
I'ma be honest man,
I'm dead up, I'm serious,

I feel it man, the drums are too weak
I feel the snares
Coulda a different type of sample
wack man, yeah

Yo, that kid is wack, his father's
His group is wack, word, word black
I'm detrimental, I hop up on instrumental
Smack your face with mitts, a pile of grease filled with

Burn you Teddy Pendergrass, tap you on that ass
I'm Big Jim, shut your mouth, me Jimmy Steel
Don't freestyle, Chemical Bank, y'all keep it
On Lollapalooza, their packed with German Lugers

On tour dates, stashin' mad in milk crates
groups get smacked, speakers dropped, on they back
Some damage I'm raw, kid the is on your kneecaps
get scuffed up, your castle more than roughed up

Pockets with royalties, you gets, no
That's word bill, sell your mortgage off the hill
I'm for real necks, payin' for my Ampex, yeah

the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)

You got records, no monies in your wack pockets
You get jerked, my charge card's doin' work
Eight thousand grills, all these heads, big head bills
You go wrap balogna sandwich in yo' backpack

kids up no joke on record labels, y'all still broke
Don't flex at me, who's kid, standin' next to me
I got versatile sawed off WIC checks with me
Suckers I'm android, no time to feel

Blow out your face, pull skull back, now give me space
My wig is ready, disguised, on the subway
Baldhead on 42nd Street, down on
With Tony Lou, out of prison, my crew Rahway

word Lou, I'm in New York, I'm here to see you
Cut back your weak tracks and vomit on your wax
I'm here, gladiator, air conditioned central
You embalmin' fluid, elephants are mental

I got dreams to your parts off your cash machine
in the window me with bags, in the Wells Fargo
Changin' your incite, I'm class, with appetite
You no comp, for pigs, I delete
Your style is bone, my cab rides by your street, yeah

It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)
It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)

I the bums out the project, elevator lights is out
Y'all wanna to Phi B, big like the [unverified] family
your ear, like you handicapped, you can't hear
Touch up your style delivery, don't appeal

Follow through, instructions easy for your rap
That's word, kid you rapped, sound like BooBoo
feet, with razor bumps, tryin' to rap on beat
I cut your fog lamp down meat, cut, by the pound

Heather B, step to me, with your sound
your knobs, your engineer, mixed like Baskin-Rob's
You on the charts, with just enough to Pop
Publishin' checks you off, you gets no respect

You gets to lease the Benz, cryin' loud your WIC check
No sale retail, deposit all direct
Yeah, it

It's the feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)

the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)

Yeah, styles retarded
feelin fly