Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

like u just don 't

u just don 't care