Luyện nghe bài hát F The BS

[Intro -
Like it was before, as
different, the boy never sounds the same

1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
I'm the man, all the wanna dis
Crushin, killin, never stealin
But I'm hell it comes to rhyme dealin
Death to competitors, long Mix-A-Lot
You understand motherfucker I'ma rock
Beat 'em up and pick 'em up and make 'em miss the up
But my gat close range, his wallet, kick him in his cup
Drop the games, cause they really necessary
You can be a water rated, boy you ain't
Sue it far in the Caddy, chillin
To your girlies I'ma hero, to you I'ma villian
done, get me mad I might try
Can't find a rhyme, if you do you better buy it
Serious and callous could be to competitors
What am I sayin? (your get yours)

[Chorus -
F the BS ..
F the BS ..
F the BS ..

2]
Memories of broke, keep me on the war path
Hittin like a wreckin ball, it's like a punk blast
Swayed, in effect, my posse's with it
Put a on the floor, like a punk you wouldn't get it
Neck snap, head crack, put you on a rack
I ain't playin with you boy, you I mean that
Physical rhymes all to intimidate
All take note, don't imitate
Rippin is the cut, freaks for my T-I-P
Tryna get an from M-I-X-A-L-O-T
for the title match and you know what I'm talkin about
Muscle bound, full of things, a sucker's lights out
Bring it to my level, boy you better start
When grindin, I'm hardcore rhymin
Lyric to your gut and all lines just buckle
When you make it to the top, I put these boots on your
into the party like a mob, wearin jet black
"Swass" in effect, sportin coon hat
Walk by sucker punk, like eat crackers
He mumbled somethin, so my walked backwards
Catch 'em on the corner and hit 'em with the gat chrome
Let 'em know my posse's bigger, when were back home
A big maulin, you my beat is def
You who you are, F the BS

Yeah boy, they rappin five
Cuttin, you who it is
back at ya, ain't gonna put your name on wax
I really don't wanna you famous sucker

F the BS
F the BS
F the BS

3]
Reconnect my with modified jargon
snaps, never lookin for a bargain
Tumble the pressure's on, walkin like a movie clips
Slow mo, pants low, jeans off my hip
Big shoes, loose, a rap warrior
beat boy, leavin crowds in euphoria
Transform, super fast, slice, what a blast
like the speed of light, so quick I shatter plexiglass
(*beat changes*) Here's the beat and c'mon girlies get it
You like my cabilities, admit it
the man with the westbound attitude
Big gold rope, knuckles, ain't afraid of you
an eyebrow, try to figure out how
Mix-A-Lot made the go (POW POW)
Understand it's the game plan
soon to be your (TOP MAN)
Yes and put my hammer on a convoy
Mix-A-Lot on the stage (ROUGH BOY)
Yes so rough boy, creepin up the
Mix-A-Lot 'em up for the (BIG FIGHT)

(*solo of the new beat*)

(*two scratched*)

(*scratched*)
Raised, in LA

3]
Dynamo, good to go, rough on stereo
I'm a cannibal, got you like "Rambo"
Don't like riff-raff kick you in the calf
I ain't a joke and no coke, buddy don't
I'm serious, my is to overthrow
The rap government from to Tupelo
It's like a bug always in my mind
tellin me "buddy, it's time"

[Chorus -
F the BS ..
F the BS ..
F the BS ..

[Outro - (*scratching continues*)
here sucker, this is my program
I'm about to throw down and over the rap land
You know I'm sayin?
different, somethin new
Ain't none of that same old stuff you on your stereo
You I'm sayin, you know who I am
me out
F the BS,
Yeah, F the BS