Luyện nghe bài hát MRAZ

[Verse 1:
What the Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne Carter
a splash of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Poppa
Little dash of Nas, top it off with Bob Marley
'em all in a blender and I'm what the fuck you get
And imagine like a figment
I'm a walking enigma
Something you never
I am like Randy Savage on
very vibrant and classic
A disaster hazard to any rapper
That's rappin, we the underground
But they feel us cause we restoring the feeling
This guru spit yes
I am that appealing, I'm feeling up on her breasts
She all my children (Ha!)
Rack in my mouth made of gold
I'm sucking the areolas my nigga the of both
Double
And if they auctioning then I'm the top product
What am I saying used to auction our forefathers
Where is my mind I can't find it
Like for remote control after smoking marijuana
How is he so yet so enlightened
It can't be possible he everything he rhymin'
I feel like we entered the game at remarkable

[Hook:
Broke only make jokes niggas
I made more than I can fit in this nigga
Quote nigga, we the hope
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka, we the nigga
Hope Nigga, Nigga
Flatbush Zombie we the hope nigga
Hope Nigga, hope
Flatbush Zombie we the hope nigga

2: Erick]
I assemble so I can reap the benefits
And I never see my nemesis but I'm working on my
I many blessings, stressing women, nothing less of winning
If I'm talking shit, shit man I'm kidding
on the sphere, Earth is spinning, persevere
2012 is here still a different of fear
material and I ain't talkin fashion
Believe in what you want cause no one knows to what happens
Ya
Since I the cohiba, I'm evil
Zombies be competition, six feet deep beneath your
illegal amounts of the medicine'll get you in a bind
I already got your heart, I wanna fuck your mind
But I came, developed my name, the author oughta slap you hard
I never drop the acid, I'm trippy as fuck
Because I'd knock it down instead of picking you up
So cut the ash right through the diamond, my hair up like a shaman

[Verse 3:
Cruising the street, ain't got a 6-4
Just a heart full of pride, a mouth full of
baby mama knocking at my front do'
She want my (income), I'd rather get my (dick sucked)
I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty don't me
Leather on, Fonzirelli, on women, R. Kelly
Smashing bitches in the telly, passing swishers up with me
is as trippy does, catch me smoking potent cuz
Having visions of Mason Betha coming
Spitting crack, contemplating how we living Satan
Discriminating and hating, this rap
I call it for the savoring
your craving, Na-not for paparazzi the most
Incredible dope, feta, the revenue
Never seen federal, gotta stay of the revenue
Love my hating niggas disguised as friends
I see the lies, wannabes, G's
A-P-C's, I'm a G-O-D
Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y
It's y'all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please
I got the scoop, ain't about a bitch
Take a with the microphone ripper, grave digger
Hairy black nigga - sicker than your average
Twisting dank, fucking on the kitchen sank
What you