Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

Yo yo yo yo, it's Funk Doc, the weed at, bitch?
I speed backwards down a one-way cops, see that shit?
Believe shit, slaughter, straight to camcorder
I'm 'Too Hot for TV', rap water

My attached to project ballers
You yell, "Turn the down"
My voice, DVD 'round so I'm heard round town
And chances of leavin'? 'Round now

Wait later, will make front paper
Date raper with eighth graders
Hit the school and 187 Caesar
I bust, y'all need to back fo' acres

Doc y'all and my man Jabberjaw
The shit ready, who next to scratch off?
I'm from the underground, my lift
Platform shoes to bitches, fo'-hundred

Get up, stand up, back up, up
up, act up to make y'all feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em

Yo, blackout, shoot out, out, move out
Even knocked your tooth out to make y'all it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em

And I'm the street-talkin',
Approach me with extreme caution, oh, now you
My hand to Rock, yo' Cradle often, I'm
But 'Stone Cold' like Steve

If you what Tical cookin'
Ain't tryin' to see central bookin' so ya goon stop lookin'
'Know What You Did Last Summer', so I started
You past shooken off an can of ass-whoopin'

Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's 'Little of Horrors'
Go ask your father who the father from the to harbor
You know tha saga, blunts and Goldschlager
deadly medley, y'all ain't ready for Shakwon and Reggie

Don't bother, the radio for back-up, alright then
Your man got slapped up, for his ice an'
Street life is triflin', over here
Don't make me pull a and bite a nigga ear

Precise an', jugulars, the 'Cutthroat'
Ruggeder, 'Predator', Viking,
People's Champ, niggaz be on competitors

Reachin' for the microphone, relax and a bone
Straight from the catacomb, the of the Corn'
That don't got a 'CLUE', for 'Desert Storm'

Get up, up, back up, push up
up, act up to make y'all feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, 'em

Yo, blackout, out, smoked out, move out
Even knocked your tooth out to make y'all it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

I 1.1 on my SAT
And still push a with a right and left AC
Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get
I'm behind the wall with arsenic jaws

Spit poison, got a gun draw
Gun down at sundown, you score
This course and y'all ain't fit
On my crew tombstone put, we all ain't

Yo, all you gonnabe, wannabe, when will you
Wanna be Doc and Gotta wait your turn
I spit a .41 on New Year's Eve
With the mic in my I mutilate MC's

The most slept on Rip Van Wink
My shit stink with every element from A to Z so you think?
I'ma blackout on just one drink you must be
A little off the wall maybe, go, get a

Get up, stand up, up, push up
Jump up, act up to y'all feel it
'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

Yo, blackout, shoot out, smoked out, out
Even knocked your out to make y'all feel it
'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em