Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

[Intro]:
my people...!*

It's Doc
Where da at, bitch?!
I speed back wist, to one-way from cops
See thas' shit?! Believe 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, some round town
And of ya'll leavin', round now
Wait later, will make Funk paper
They rape up the Ave Graders
Hit the High School at 187
When I bust ya'll need to back 4
Doc ya'll and that's my man
The shitlist ready, who to scratch off?
I'm the underground, my soundlib
Platform to bitches, 400 pounds!

Meth & Red
GET UP, STAND UP, UP, PUSH 'EM
JUMP UP, ACT UP TO YOU FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Yo' BLACKOUT, OUT, SMOKED OUT
MOVE OUT, EVEN THE TOOTH OUT, TO MAKE YA'LL FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM

Now I'm the streettalkin',
A pursuit with caution, OH NOW YOU FORCIN'?
My that rock yo' cradle often
I'm hot-scorchin', but stome cold like Steve
If you smell what Tical cookin', ain't try to see, you bookin'
So til ya stop lookin', now what you did last summer?
So I started hookin', you past
Over open can I
Ain't no Tamara's in the Little Shop Of Horrors
Go ask your father who the father from the Hilbill
You know tha saga, marihuana plushin' sluggaz
With deadly medley, ya'll ain't for Shakwon and Reggie
even bother, the radio for back-up
Alright then, ya man got up extorted for his icin'
Streetlife is *Body over here...!*
Come me like Tyson and bite a nigga' ear
Precisin', slicin' the cut-crew
Ruggeder, Predator, Viking,
People's champ, niggaz be off competetors
Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a
from the Caticone
The Children Of The Corn, don't got a clue
for desert storm!

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still pushin' whip with a and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get
I'm behind the brickwall with Aus and Jaws
Spit poison, got a gun permit
Gundown at Sundown you score!
This and ya'll ain't fit
On my crew-tombstone put 'We All Shit'

Yo', all you be, want to be
will you learn? want to be Doc and Meth? Gotta wait ya turn
I spit a .41 Revolver on New Eve
With the mic in my hand I m.c.'s
The most slapped on ? and
My shit stink with every element 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...