Luyện nghe bài hát Miuzi Weighs a Ton

Step back, get away, give the brother some
You got to me up when the beat goes boom
Lyric to lyric, to line
Then you'll understand my reputation for

'Cause my rhyme reputation depends on
Style of record my DJ
His slice, dice, super mix so
So bad, you won't the price

plain to see, it's a strain to be
Number one in the public eye
I'm wanted in 50, 51
States where the got me on the run

It's a big wonder why I gone under
Dodgin' all of microphone thunder
A fugitive missin' all of hell
All because I talk so well

I rock, get up, get down
Miuzi a ton

The match up title, the expression of
For to compete and attempt to get ill
If looks could kill, I'd until
The public catches on to my

Ducks criticize my phase of rapture
Can't to read the headlines of my capture
Accused of assault, a 1st crime
I beat competitors with my rhymes

Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and
Coocked from the of my Kung Fu grip
And if you want my title, it be suicidal
my end, it would be homicidal

When I do work, you get
Make all the paranoid, try to
The Enemy seat I've enjoyed
is no kid and I'm no toy boy

Rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

I'm a Public Enemy but I don't rob
I don't bullets and I don't shoot blanks
My style is supreme, number one is my
And I got more than the New York Yanks

If Miuzi heavy, I'd probably fire it
I'd make you walk the if I was a pirate
If they made me a King, I be a tyrant
If you want to get me, go and try it

Snatcher, dispatcher, biter never a
Instead of takin' me out, take a to dinner
The level of has never been thinner
It's a race where I'm the winner

It's unreal, call the law
And claimed I had a war
It was war they wanted and war got
But they wilted in the heat Miuzi got hot

Rock, get up, get
Miuzi a ton

My style versatile said without
Which is why they're me on my back
Lookin' my shoulder, seein' what I write
Hearin' I say, they wonderin' why

Why can't ever compete on my level
Superstar is my domain
my rhythm, my pattern of lecture
And then you'll why I'm on the run

This of events results in a switch
Lateral of my vocal pitch
It eliminates pressure on the
But the posse is so I got to front it

employ tactics so coy
And leave no but to destroy
Soloists, groups and they say
And all that try to my way