Luyện nghe bài hát Feel It

Meanwhile back at the
We got Bo Duke and Daisy goin' to go see boss
ya got Kooter fixin' over them cars

I don't a glock 'cause I'm not a hard rock
Got bitches on my jock New Kids On The Block
I can't like Parker Lewis I'm undefeated
Step into my homeboy you'll get greeted

By the 380 Colt in my pocket
I had a few drinks don't make me cock it
'Cause if I have to it well then it's gettin' shot
And if it's shot well yo you're gettin' bucked down

I don't around I ain't got time for punks
But I got time to smoke all the skunk blunts
Stunts gather round out the sound
And get down to do the nasty freaky funky stinky junky

Let's bump uglies in the night time between the
'Cause I rock fly rhymes funky beats
The Celtic ruin, the of doom
Now the track or with the fat back doom

Now gimme room and I'll explode
Cock back my hammer then off my load
So hit the road Jack and don't come no more
Or I'll be moppin' up the floor with crew of soft core

Punk pussy bitches, jail house
On stage I get wrecked and I collect my
I get the funky style and like pile
You'll be surprise, surprise, as I

Rise to the top fuck a cop
I'm always hip hop only a goes pop
So you quit zit I came to rip shit
Blastin' with the assassins

Askin' the question the lesson
Bringin' the Coast back to the East Coast
Where it all started what're you
You're startin' to from that Jheri Curl drip
Soakin' in brain the house of pain
Is causin' pain and feelin' so feel it

feel it, feel it
Just it
y'all, feel it

Back to the rhyme I'm on time
A lime to a lemon yo a to a lime
I rock the old school style and it's
To step up 'cause you'll get swept up like

Or I might bust and unload my clip
Unless you're a then I'll just pop you in the lip
And you the deal now how did that feel
You know I'm killin' any pig that

I'm fillin' up reels of tape my fly rhymes
And I got a subsciption of Times
Son in the back
The Mexican Ralph Emms is on the

My DJ Lethal, on the cut
When I bust a rhyme, it's like bustin' a nut
So let me jerk off on the mic and get it
When I drink a brew it's either Guinness or

I'll put your head out just like a fuckin'
Don't fuck with me punk you know that I'm
Bred like a race horse in your face force
you beats straight off the streets

So catch, me me, if you can
You know I'm the man like chewbacca han
Solo, are what I'll be throwin'
When I be I get the job done

'Cause I'm number one the son
I left and I back but not with the same rap
And not with the style I'm known to get buck wild
The luck of the Irish, spreads a virus, so feel it

Feel it, feel it
Feel it, just it
Feel it, feel it
Feel it, c'mon on y'all, it
feel it, c'mon on