Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton bashin', car crashin', bong blastin'
it's the alcohol abusin' white kid.
with the mad vocalism, straight the top of my lung
shout outs and respect to the place i'm coming from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no for loosin', no time for cruisin'
a champion's got to keep on movin'
like soul 2 soul, i'm to life for real still a mc
with of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
from doin'boogaloo at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to up the mic and say what the fukk i was born for
free to the dom is still the only thing I for

die for, would cry for, but not spy for
i still got the same type of even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really love bitchness
the only fukks i disrespect are in the music-business.

and if you feel me put your up ,(hands in da sky)
and if you me put em high,(put em high)...
4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don't care

there the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i make it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop crap
i let my dogs do the and put brompton city on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, p e and anthrax
i "bring the noise" snd press it on a black of wax
give me a when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a white but for a
i'm smooth like the of a babe
and known for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is these mothers title me
and daddies want to fight me but spike lee
i'm the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their and leave this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what'cha me to do?
(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Shit!"
right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

u just don 't care

like u just don 't