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 me a minute
I'm leaving your brain tinted, scores of metaphor
glim-fitted, bringing you sweet misery
Like sugarcane mixed history
Kissing the sun never blister me
Jesus, I Jesus, will you relieve us?
A commentators who never believe us
Achieve trust, gamble on expectation
Unless you in the future, got kind of blood relation, ya dig
Potent moonshine, yo take a swig
Got a vegetarian of microwaving pig
Secular soul, the regular man's in a
While I'm chilling in the studio eating and curry
a pussy ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I said you're ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I get your flask, flipping my backwards
Attach judge, either leaving the jury the lackluster, impression
When I'm on trial for
With the death of them MC's progression, learn your
And search for the antibotic, I on cigarettes and coffee
Like you should get on phonics
Before the thought of approach crosses your
I find method of wackness, sending constant reminder
style's bullshit, your style's bullshit!
Want a key to be an MC, the full kit

CHORUS
Now that's (action! what) X4

Now act... this gonna take a minute, relax son
the government up in your ass to tax one
Unlawful MC, reach degree
Saukrates up, enemy by enemy gees
Something a phenomenom, ghetto serial trauma don
of acid rain, target the skin
I the bomb, fuck it
I'mma keep my jones
So act surprised of Saukrates is checking ya
And with your dogs protecting ya
Disgrace printed on your
You had 'em 'dogs forgetting ya'
(Blah, blah, blah)
bizarre, my mind to my mouth
Shiny G watch(?) to a
Never ghetto superstar, rather entrepeneurly czar
I'm twelve under, checking in at twelve over par
a cigar and start travelling
I know it's son, I see your dreads unravelling
I have battled men who sculptured knowledge and
But dialects exposing cadavers to vultures
Excue me for being while you get blunted
But in the words of 'hunt me or be hunted'

Can't fuck with