Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Forget The Bass

I'm ready for action, packing of visions
Verbally, word will be enhanced
With the bass 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
Make you kneel to the butt an altar
We to prove, this is improved

When at water
'em with vibration
That soothes your back massages
you can park your car in garages

It'll be just for riders, listening to the bells'
You can barely the vocals
Mixing is important, getting the public into choke

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

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

And my rhymes are impeccable and you dissect my flow
With music sounding like it's out of tin
Just wretch the whole vibe and stride for
Why you think they this a profession? Hey

forget 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

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

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

'Cuz back in the day hip hop was just developing
It was back in the day, we be relishing in experience
All you newcomers be leery 'cause
Hieroglyphics got the bump and it mysterious

Can't forget the
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 what

Can't forget the
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 what

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

And watch the role and image of a mic champion
To the fam base, it can't be done
they're your folks when 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
'bout fuck the east coast and fuck the west
He's sold out 'cause someone either sings a in the chorus

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

And there's a for everything including hieroglyphics
And we gonna come with it, as as y'all with it
the fam base is like a legion
For one cause, we the dope shit
'Cause the others got

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

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

forget 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, that's what pays