Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the song Man
Shake the thing your gave ya!
Tear your lungs out, scream your
Be on your worst
I'd that you're gonna take it
Make you nature, born and raised in
Funk those things that make you go bump in the
Turn off the dark, put on the
And he 'You and your big cheeks have got me'
Along with 'Disarm' and 'Flooded
Turn off the with the beat-box detox
Pull off the pace, while you sing no socks
Lampshades, carpets, the stage
You make the room's hands laugh as they
You make my mouth water with acts
They even match you in talent - ignore that!
Gary Dunne and Newton Faulkner wrong
He's got me to 'Amerikan Folk Song'
Loop class is used as weaponry
You know your enemy
check your distance
Don't talk, only
Slap the base so you get blisters
Chikka boom, boom, chikka
JP beat-box, feet as
Doing the hip hop, with the warm sock
And propped up, up by the mic stand
ain't no fake, it's music in your hand
As you run the centre of the crowd
Silence like water
You just wanna 'Wow!'
How did they have the guts to do it ?
If your name's Nizlopi, then ain't much to it
'Cos you and big cheeks have got me spinning around now