Luyện nghe bài hát Action

Record
"Action!!"
We
Are we
Yes sir
God
the hip hop...
the hip hop
That's
it to me

I'm the hip hop drug, you want a hit give me a
I'm your brain tinted, with scores of metaphor
Lyrical glim-fitted, bringing you misery
Like sugarcane mixed with
Kissing the sun could never me
Jesus, I Jesus, will you relieve us?
A critic who never believe us
trust, never gamble on expectation
Unless you in the future, got kind of blood relation, ya dig
Potent rhyme moonshine, yo a swig
Got a dreaming of microwaving pig
Secular soul, the regular in a hurry
While I'm chilling in the eating iguan and curry
You're a ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I said puss ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I get your flask, flipping my backwards
Attach judge, either leaving the jury the lackluster, impression
When I'm on for obsession
With the of them MC's progression, learn your lesson
And search for the antibotic, I hook on and coffee
Like you get hooked on phonics
Before the thought of approach your mind
I find your method of wackness, sending constant
Your style's bullshit, style's bullshit!
a key to be an MC, here's the full kit

CHORUS
Now action (action! what) X4

Now that's act... gonna take a minute, relax son
Play the government up in ass to tax one
Unlawful MC, unlawful degree
Saukrates tear up, enemy by enemy
Something like a phenomenom, ghetto serial don
Pain of acid rain, the skin
I the bomb, fuck it
keep my jones irregular
So don't act surprised of is checking ya
And with your dogs protecting ya
Disgrace printed on your
You had 'em saying forgetting ya'
(Blah, blah, blah)
Representation's bizarre, my mind to my
Shiny G watch(?) to a
Never superstar, rather ghetto entrepeneurly czar
I'm twelve under, checking in at twelve over par
a cigar and start travelling
I know potent son, I see your dreads unravelling
I have battled men who sculptured and culture
But poisonous exposing cadavers to vultures
Excue me for being blunt you get blunted
But in the of Biggie 'hunt me or be hunted'

Can't fuck this