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 leaving your brain tinted, scores of metaphor
Lyrical glim-fitted, bringing you misery
Like sugarcane mixed history
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 vegetarian dreaming of pig
Secular soul, the regular man's in a
While I'm chilling in the eating iguan and curry
a pussy ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I said puss ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I get your flask, flipping my words
Attach judge, either the jury with the lackluster, impression
I'm on trial for obsession
With the death of them MC's progression, learn lesson
And search for the antibotic, I hook on and coffee
Like you should get on phonics
the thought of approach crosses your mind
I find your method of wackness, sending constant
Your style's bullshit, style's bullshit!
Want a key to be an MC, the full kit

[Saukrates]
Now action (action! what) X4

Now that's act... this take a minute, relax son
Play the up in your ass to tax one
Unlawful MC, unlawful degree
Saukrates tear up, enemy by gees
Something like a phenomenom, ghetto trauma don
Pain of rain, target the skin
I drop the bomb, it
I'mma my jones irregular
So don't act surprised of Saukrates is ya
And even with your dogs ya
printed on your face
You had 'em saying 'dogs ya'
(Blah, blah, blah)
Representation's bizarre, my to my mouth
Shiny G watch(?) to a
Never ghetto superstar, rather ghetto czar
I'm twelve under, you're in at twelve over par
Toke a cigar and travelling
I know it's potent son, I see dreads unravelling
I battled men who sculptured knowledge and culture
But poisonous exposing cadavers to vultures
Excue me for blunt while you get blunted
But in the words of Biggie me or be hunted'

Can't fuck with