Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers Feel Fly

Yo, I bought that album man, it's man
I'm tellin' you, I don't it
be honest man, honest?
I'm up, I'm serious, serious?

I don't feel it man, the drums are too
I don't feel the
Coulda a different type of sample
wack man, yeah

Yo, kid is wack, his father's wack
His is wack, that's word, word black
I'm detrimental, I hop up on this
Smack your with mitts, a pile of grease filled with grits

Burn you like Pendergrass, tap you on that ass
I'm Big Jim, shut your mouth, me Jimmy Steel
Don't freestyle, Chemical Bank, y'all it real
On Lollapalooza, their butts packed German Lugers

On tour dates, stashin' mad work in crates
Rock groups get smacked, dropped, on they back
Some damage I'm raw, kid the blood is on your
Let's get scuffed up, castle more than roughed up

with royalties, you gets, no loyalties
That's word bill, sell your mortgage off the hill
I'm for real necks, payin' for my Ampex, yeah

the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)

You got commercial records, no in your wack pockets
You get jerked, my Master charge card's work
Eight thousand grills, all these Franklin heads, big head
You go wrap balogna sandwich in yo' backpack

School kids up no joke on record labels, still broke
flex at me, who's this kid, standin' next to me
I got versatile sawed off WIC checks with me
I'm android, no time to feel paranoid

Blow out your face, pull your skull back, now me space
My wig is ready, disguised, on the subway
Baldhead on 42nd Street, on Broadway
Tony Lou, out of prison, my crew from Rahway

That's Lou, I'm in New York, I'm here to see you
Cut back your weak tracks and vomit on vinyl wax
I'm here, like gladiator, air central
You embalmin' fluid, elephants are mental

I got dreams to wear your parts off cash machine
That's in the window me with bags, in the Wells
Changin' incite, I'm high class, with appetite
You no comp, for pigs, I delete
Your style is bone, my cab rides by your street, yeah

It's the feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
the brother feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)

I twist the out the project, elevator lights is out
Y'all step to Phi B, big like the [unverified] family
Holdin' your ear, you handicapped, you can't hear
Touch up your style delivery, don't appeal

Follow through, instructions easy for your rap
That's word, that kid you rapped, sound like
feet, with razor bumps, tryin' to rap on beat
I cut your fog down like meat, cut, by the pound

Heather B, step to me, with thin sound
Twist your knobs, your engineer, like Baskin-Rob's
You on the charts, with just to Pop Tarts
Publishin' checks you off, you gets no respect

You gets to the Benz, cryin' loud with your WIC check
No sale retail, deposit all sales
Yeah, it

It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)
It's the feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)

It's the feelin' fly
(Brothers fly)
It's the brother fly
(Brothers fly)

Yeah, styles retarded
feelin fly