Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton bashin', car crashin', bong blastin'
it's the alcohol white trash kid.
with the mad vocalism, straight the top of my lung
shout outs and respect to the where i'm coming from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin', no for cruisin'
a champion's got to keep on movin'
like 2 soul, i'm back to life for real still a mc
with lots of love for my wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
from doin'boogaloo at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to pick up the mic and say what the i was born for
to the dom is still the only thing I star for

would die for, cry for, but not spy for
i still got the same type of even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i love your bitchness
the only i disrespect are bitches in the music-business.

and if you feel me put your up ,(hands in da sky)
and if you me put em high,(put em high)...
4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don't care

there goes the 1 - 2 - 3 -
i make it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop their
i let my dogs do the freak and put brompton on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, like p e and
i "bring the noise" snd it on a black piece of wax
give me a when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a white but for a
i'm smooth the butt of a babe
and well known for all the panic that i create i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers me
and daddies want to fight me but spike lee
i'm doin' the right thing, a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their butts and leave chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what'cha me to do?
(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Shit!"
right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

like u don 't care

u just don 't care