Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm the street-talkin',
me with extreme 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 ya goon stop lookin'
'Know What You Did Last Summer', so I started
You past shooken off an open can of

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

Don't even bother, the for back-up, alright then
Your man got slapped up, 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, be takin' on competitors

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

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

Yo, blackout, shoot out, out, move out
Even knocked your tooth out to y'all feel it
Stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, '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 brick wall arsenic jaws

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

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

The most slept on since Rip Van
My shit stink with every element from A to Z so you think?
I'ma blackout on 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 feel it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

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