Luyện nghe bài hát Cambodia

Are you ready
Are you
get the fuck up

Let me some noise
Theres definitely not enough people on the floor
Theres definitely not enough people on the fucking
You come on get up, woo ha

Wait just a
I see your moving
But I dont hear a that you say
mosh

Up and bring my psycho
My up and down like the Dow Jones
I these microphones
I exaggerate

Keep it real and only about the shit I hate
Dont hate, you people just the tudes, the
the attitude
And I wouldnt be mad at you

But if your fighting, be fighting
Kid, Im liking what your stealing
Your room style needs some healing
Checked out by my flow, Im you know

Behind punk I got the fattest fucking live show
You feel the the eye balls in your socket
You cant apprehend, Ill be it, you cant stop it
You like the ways we be it

You need it your tape punk
Inspected ejected who survives at the end of the day
to much air play
Huh, Im gonna keep it all on the

I you help baby
Get up
Woo ha

What do you about this punk!?
Whos hot, not?

just a minute I see your mouth moving
But I hear a word that you say
Hand grenades describes the impaction
no satisfaction

You take it back what was you doing in 82
No need for entrust, just the thought for your call out
Shelter helter-skelter the J, Ill bet ya the deal upset ya
But Im an easy rider Im henry Fonda

The pin Bizkit that flows be on ya
The mental highways my path you stop the unexpected
So check road block, old black water keep on rolling
'Cause this mic is mine and Ill on shinning on you

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you about this punk!?
hot, whos not?