Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

My windpipe's to project ballers
You yell, "Turn the down"
My voice, DVD 'round sound so I'm heard town
And of y'all leavin'? 'Round now

Wait later, will front page paper
Date raper with eighth graders
Hit the high school and 187
When I bust, need to back fo' acres

Doc and that's my man Jabberjaw
The shit list ready, who next to off?
I'm from the underground, my lift
Platform to bitches, fo'-hundred pounds

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

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

And I'm the street-talkin',
Approach me extreme caution, oh, now you forcin'
My hand to Rock, yo' often, I'm hot-scorchin'
But 'Stone like Steve Austin

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

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

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

Precise an', slicin' jugulars, the
Ruggeder, 'Predator', Viking,
People's Champ, be takin' on competitors

Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a
Straight from the catacomb, the 'Children of the
That don't got a 'CLUE', prepare for 'Desert

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

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

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

poison, got a gun permit draw
Gun down at sundown, you keep
This trainin' course and y'all fit
On my tombstone put, we all ain't shit

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

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

Get up, stand up, up, push up
Jump up, act up to make feel it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

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