Luyện nghe bài hát Concentration

Yea yea yea yea, oh yea
It's the late night hype b dog in the house
Chillin, a big ol pimp
Right about now, at in the morning
Everything else on is probably faulty and repetitive
So if you're goin your radio
When you get to that, you know, far left hand side
Keep it tuned to b dog, 'cause you know
I'm it extra extra funky
Know I'm sayin?

Concentration, is the name
Keep the
Or you be out the game

We bust shots like lugers
On
Violate we activate the ill-style

So [wassup? ]
Let your lyrics heat-seek [all
And yo, get on the mic and fuck the microphone technique [here we go

Look we've got
Akil, lateef and mark 7 deliverin the
J 5
Zakir, gab, born natural as the elements
I jump and customize
My to synchronize
And educate the young, dumb, deaf, and
And drop a seed in they minds, so they can open eyes
Realize and recognize we livin in the last

I pull a spark of shining light out of the fate
Create the lyric arsenals that verbal make
hell temporarily
Merrily vibes carry me to heavenly
Inevitably rockin

Yea, I the underground mc
Even though I move around I'm still down mc's
Now pound for I go the round
I is down, as you see (? ? ? )
I'm the group, jayou, the j 5 mc's, yea

Oh god, so re-al, and then ya, it's ser-i-al
Flowin, like soy milk, sweetened cer-e-al
Y'all melt, like toys built from material
Reevaluate yourself, it about the here and now

I it def for 6
Blazed my way up out an
Assertive it, poetic scripts blast
The earth shaker, I a nigga out his windbreaker
The verbalier, rhythmatic fly

Yo, now if you stumble on a
To to the flavas that you got to have
With lyrics that be handcraft
All the way the bay to l.a.
We're tryin to give you all different points of
To show you our poetic words we use
From the mc's that you're to choose
All the way the bay to l.a.

Look what got
Akil, lyrics born, zakir, of gab
Lateef, mark 7, chali, cut chemist,
Xl, and

The rhyme ambassador that the ceremony
So passengers fasten up average cats'll never catch up

Yeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes
Fuck hanging on the shore trying to ? ? ? ?

No, I jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs
They shit and bug the shit out of me eat em up for so

We to disperse, wish your last was your first bit
Consume the whole room and you wonder where the earth

So I reduce the
words like a journalist
And burnin it in unofficial mic

I'll play off night watchin 'cause we might utilize
The mic as a for the eyes on the prize (? ? ? )
So try to conduct yourself in a manner that's
Ain't that right right, true, right right
em why

We bust shots like lugers
On
Violate we activate the shooters
J 5 kick it live
Orth with the south, civil war the rhymes
We bust like german lugers
On
Violate we activate the ill-style
J 5 quannum it live
North with the south crews flatline