Luyện nghe bài hát Busted

Anywhere in the

Now time to throw down, I come in a rage
To be Freddie Foxxx and raise the
I hype, Kut Terrorist, hit me
'Cause I get the mac, strap nines with me

And I'ma catch a rap, death through hip-hop
The murderer can't be stopped
I want all rappers, my lyrics
Open your ears real wide and it

Now I kicked [unverified] and rap, stolen
Over and over again, bought and
And but now I'm back with new
Rhyminstein with new inventions

Rappers get waxed, buffed floors
Slammed on concrete, thrown through
Here's priority, are petrol
Wishin' me luck before I start my

I see it on your face, boy, you look
You better be careful, you be cautious
You're with the man whose zone is danger
the Foxxx, the swift rap ranger

If you're foul, rap is disgusted
Boom, you're

[Unverified] and sliding, lookin' and
For song-rewriters, and biters
If you're red-handed, you can't deny it
If I catch head biting, I'm gonna fly it

Rappers make hits and their lifted
flips, minds are shifted
Once your you can't be trusted
You violate rap you might get rusted

I down with crews, I wrecked MC's
My appearance alone made 'em in the knees
I stand strong, keep the mic in position
Won't allow you to move till I you permission

Soak in the rhymes from the mind I 'em
If a rapper's to me, I disrespect him
Treat him heat, now he belongs to Foxxx
And send him to work to wash and socks

Look in my face, eyes like diamonds
Ladies scream while keeps rhyming
The Lord, fly new sex symbol
Opposing who try to nimble

For who slide and can't be trusted
Huh, you're

When I move, I by myself and I'm cool
Easier for Freddie Foxxx to schools
You sucker MC, you're in lyrics
Oh, now I'm man but only 'cause you hear it

And you know it's my and my rhymes that you bit from
Rappers that they can hang, come and get some
I got enough to get around from town to town
I'ma this down, here's the sound

I battle at a party I touch the mic
Saw a kid make a face like Foxxx hype
Kut Terror threw a then I ripped some rhymes
And the battle and the he brought was all mines

He took a chance, he coulda psycho
The brother shoulda I was Mr. Microphone
And go on to the morning
How you're gonna move Foxxx is storming

that steal, you'll never be trusted
Foxxx you're busted
You're