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, with scores of
Lyrical glim-fitted, you sweet misery
Like sugarcane mixed history
Kissing the sun could blister me
Jesus, I said Jesus, you relieve us?
A critic who never believe us
Achieve trust, gamble on expectation
Unless you in the future, got some of blood relation, ya dig
rhyme 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 iguan and curry
a pussy ass motherfucker (hell ya!)
I said you're puss ass (hell ya!)
I get your flask, my words backwards
Attach judge, either leaving the with the lackluster, impression
I'm on trial for obsession
With the death of them MC's progression, learn your
And for the antibotic, I hook on cigarettes and coffee
you should get hooked on phonics
Before the thought of approach crosses mind
I find your method of wackness, sending reminder
Your bullshit, your style's bullshit!
Want a key to be an MC, here's the 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, reach unlawful
Saukrates up, enemy by enemy gees
Something like a phenomenom, ghetto serial don
Pain of rain, target the skin
I the bomb, fuck it
I'mma keep my irregular
So don't act of Saukrates is checking ya
And even with your dogs ya
Disgrace printed on your
You had 'em saying 'dogs ya'
(Blah, blah, blah)
bizarre, my mind to my mouth
Shiny G watch(?) to a
Never superstar, rather ghetto entrepeneurly czar
I'm twelve under, checking in at twelve over par
Toke a and start travelling
I know potent son, I see your dreads unravelling
I have battled men who sculptured and culture
But poisonous dialects exposing to vultures
Excue me for blunt while you get blunted
But in the words of Biggie me or be hunted'

Can't fuck this