Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

Doc y'all and that's my man
The shit list ready, who next to scratch
I'm the underground, my sound lift
shoes to bitches, fo'-hundred pounds

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

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

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

If you what Tical cookin'
Ain't tryin' to see central bookin' so tell ya goon stop
'Know What You Did Last Summer', so I hookin'
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 from the hill to harbor
You tha saga, marijuana blunts and Goldschlager
deadly medley, y'all ain't ready for Shakwon and Reggie

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

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

for the microphone, relax and light a bone
Straight from the catacomb, the of the Corn'
That got a 'CLUE', prepare for 'Desert Storm'

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, 'em, stick 'em

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

Spit poison, got a gun draw
Gun down at sundown, you keep
This trainin' course and 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 revolver on New Eve
With the mic in my hand I MC's

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

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

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