Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Forget The Bass

I'm ready for action, packing provisions of
Verbally, every will be enhanced
the bass that puts you in a trance
Some dance, come a chance, Del won't do you wrong

I've been in the rap game too long to
I rock Gibraltar
you kneel to the butt like an altar
We move to prove, this is

When you're at
'em with vibration
That soothes your like massages
Before you can park your car in

It'll be just for riders, to Rock the bells'
You can barely hear the
Mixing is important, getting the public into holds

Hip hop homo's do well to know this
It ain't about the dopest
It's who gets the fan's focus you
When they feel what the do

I think I'm onto something, when I got my pumping
I remember when they were satisfied with lyrics
Now, if the music's flat, I can barely to hear it

And my rhymes are impeccable and you can't my flow
With music sounding like out of tin cans
Just the whole vibe and stride for perfection
Why you think they call a profession? Hey

Can't forget the
The got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, that's what pays

Can't the bass
The bottom got 'em to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause that's pays

I love when I can hear the bump pleading to the walls
In the halls coming the record stores in the malls
A beat with walls I like that, it back and strikes back
At who are wack

'Cuz back in the day when hip hop was just
It was back in the day, we should be in experience
All you newcomers be leery 'cause
Hieroglyphics got the and it ain't mysterious

Can't the bass
The bottom got 'em to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause what pays

Can't the bass
The bottom got 'em to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause what pays

don't apply to the niggaz who salved
And fell out of their fam base, trying to the big bucks
It sucks, I know, when your heroes appear to hoes
macho

And watch the role and image of a mic champion
To the fam base, it can't be done
'Cuz they're your folks you don't get the prop shit
They know you got the top and in it only for profit

But since we on the topic, let me it
We need to stop segregation of hip hop
Talking 'bout fuck the coast and fuck the west
He's sold out 'cause someone either a notion in the chorus

What is real hip hop
Only the you listen to, everything else pretending
I'm a message to my fam base
Fuck this is hip hop and is rap, it came from the same place

And a place for everything including hieroglyphics
And we gonna come with it, as long as with it
'Cause the fam base is a legion
For one cause, we want the shit
'Cause the others got

Now I'm a fan who a lot of different things
I with music just to spread my wings
I always do my best why my fans love me
Not simply shit, so I can be bubbly

We all got some preferences, that's just how it
But when you see there's an effort being
Don't up your nose
up the bass, race to go and buy it
And don't dub it, of y'all do it, don't deny it

Can't the bass
The bottom got 'em to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it all, 'cause that's what pays