Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

[Intro]:
my people...!*

It's Doc
da weed at, bitch?!
I speed back wist, down to from cops
See shit?! Believe thas' shit!
straight to camcorder, I'm too hot for t.v.
Backdraw water, my windpipes attached to
You yell: "Turn the down!"
My voice, diggi-di-round-sound, herb round town
And chances of ya'll leavin', now
later, will make Funk page paper
They up the Juveline Ave Graders
Hit the School at 187 Caesar
When I ya'll need to back 4 achers
Doc ya'll and my man Jap-A-Jaw
The shitlist ready, who next to off?
I'm the underground, my soundlib
shoes to bitches, 400 pounds!

[Chorus]: & Red
GET UP, UP, BACK UP, PUSH 'EM
UP, ACT UP TO MAKE YOU FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA 'EM
Yo' BLACKOUT, OUT, SMOKED OUT
MOVE OUT, EVEN KNOCK THE TOOTH OUT, TO YA'LL FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM

Now I'm the streettalkin',
A with extreme caution, OH NOW YOU FORCIN'?
My that rock yo' cradle often
I'm hot-scorchin', but stome cold like Steve
If you smell what cookin', ain't try to see, send you bookin'
So til ya gon' stop lookin', now what you did last
So I hookin', you past shookin'
Over can I ass-whoopin'?
Ain't no Tamara's in the Method's Shop Of Horrors
Go ask father who the father from the Hilbill harbour
You tha saga, marihuana plushin' gold sluggaz
With deadly medley, ya'll ain't ready for Shakwon and
Don't even bother, the radio for
Alright then, ya man got up extorted for his icin'
Streetlife is triflin' over here...!*
meet me like Tyson and bite a nigga' ear
Precisin', juggerless the cut-crew
Ruggeder, Predator, Viking,
People's champ, be takin' off competetors
Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a
Straight from the
The Children Of The Corn, that got a clue
Prepare for storm!

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still pushin' with a right and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my get caught
I'm behind the brickwall with Aus and Nick
Spit poison, got a gun draw
Gundown at Sundown you score!
This training-course and ain't fit
On my crew-tombstone put 'We All Shit'

Yo', all you gonna be, to be
When will you want to be Doc and Meth? Gotta wait ya turn
I spit a .41 Revolver on New Eve
With the mic in my I mutilate m.c.'s
The most on ? and wink
My stink with every element from A to Z
So what you think? I'ma blackout on just one
You be crazy! A little off the wall maybe
Go get a shrink...