Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Back It Up

It was 11:33, wakin' up to write
Got to meet my man at the jam tonight
Got a call from Chan, he said, "Whassup Tak?"
Yo my car broke down, me at the bus stop, "What time?"

About five, I'll be when I'm done
4:22, twenty one, so you know
on my shades to block the rays from the sun
I out the door and now my day's begun

So I'm walkin' down the block, think that girl Britney
Knowin' that I'm goin' to the to get tipsy
If I step out of line, would she forget me
I don't know I'm dazed and like a hippie

Waitin' on the corner for the Honda
Picked me up, the switch seat recliner
Yo, I the horn blowin' from these girls behind us
I turned to look and they got all obnoxious

They the face, "Can we get your autograph?"
Yo I back to Ryu and we started to laugh
"We got a show to do tonight", that's what I yelled out the
They pulled up on the side, with a pen and pad for
One had pretty eyes, the buttermilk complexion
So I ran it the line with the directions, yo

Every we got a jam to make
We make the beat knocks, we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight, we packin' the
the S.O.B., put the needle on the plate
Put the needle on the plate, put the needle on the

back it up, hup, easy back it up
Wait back it up, hup, back it up
Wait it up, hup, easy back it up

Steppin' out in style, three dimensional beams
Knight Queens and Club Kings hype cling
Trippin' over bottles of on my way to the dancefloor
Panthers, freakin' my folklore my bloody roar deplore

Cunning to transform
And trap a dame flat in nine seconds we aim
to battle beast, that'll cease, any attempt
In offensive diss to my click

We move quick, you might not recognize my presence
Thirty second assassination sedation
Step into the club, all these wanna shoot me
Because I'm well known at the spot, call me roofies

Hittin' hard rocks when I through veins
And wake up in three not remeberin' thangs
The reign of the poetry of darkness the Martian
Stompin', from California to Boston, in Space'

So take caution, face the facts,
Eagle attack, pack it up often
Audio abortion, offense
Corporate, decapitated three-headed
Shredded portions of murder endorsement
Course across and fold my armed forces

Every time we got a jam to
We make the beat knocks, we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight, we the place
It's the S.O.B., put the on the plate
Put the needle on the plate, put the needle on the

Wait back it up, hup, back it up
Wait it up, hup, easy back it up
Wait it up, hup, easy back it up
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