Luyện nghe bài hát Blackout

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

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

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

Doc y'all and my man Jabberjaw
The shit list ready, who next to scratch
I'm from the underground, my sound
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 y'all feel it
Stick 'em, 'em, stick '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' like Steve

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

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

even bother, the radio for back-up, alright then
Your man got up, extorted 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,
Champ, niggaz be takin' on competitors

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get up, stand up, up, push up
Jump up, act up to 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