Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Forget The Bass

I'm for action, packing provisions of visions
Verbally, every word will be
With the that puts you in a trance
Some dance, come take a chance, Del won't do you

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

you're at water
Caught 'em with
soothes your back like massages
Before you can park car in garages

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

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

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

And my are impeccable and you can't dissect my flow
With music like it's out of tin cans
wretch the whole vibe and stride for perfection
Why you think they call this a 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, 'cause that's pays

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 all, 'cause that's what pays

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

'Cuz in the day when hip hop was just developing
It was back in the day, we be relishing in experience
All you newcomers better be leery
got the bump and it ain't mysterious

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

This apply to the niggaz who salved
And fell out of their fam base, trying to chase the big
It sucks, I know, when your heroes wanna to hoes
macho

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

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

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

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

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

We all got some preferences, that's just how it
But you see there's an effort being made
Don't turn up 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 got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it all, 'cause that's what pays