Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

[Intro]:
my people...!*

It's Doc
da weed at, bitch?!
I speed wist, down to one-way from cops
See shit?! Believe thas' shit!
Slaughter to camcorder, I'm too hot for t.v.
Backdraw water, my windpipes to Project-ballers
You "Turn the heat down!"
My voice, diggi-di-round-sound, some herb town
And chances of leavin', round now
later, will make Funk page paper
They rape up the Juveline Ave
Hit the High at 187 Caesar
When I bust ya'll to back 4 achers
Doc ya'll and that's my man
The shitlist ready, who to scratch off?
I'm from the underground, my
shoes to bitches, 400 pounds!

[Chorus]: & Red
GET UP, STAND UP, BACK UP, 'EM
JUMP UP, ACT UP TO YOU FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Yo' BLACKOUT, SHOOT OUT, OUT
MOVE OUT, EVEN THE TOOTH OUT, TO MAKE YA'LL FEEL IT!
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM
Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, STICK 'EM

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

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still whip with a right 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
at Sundown you keep score!
This and ya'll ain't fit
On my crew-tombstone put 'We All Ain't

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