Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

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

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

and if you me put your hands 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 do the freak and put brompton city on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, p e and anthrax
i "bring the noise" snd it on a black piece of wax
me a grin when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a white but for a
i'm smooth like the of a babe
and well for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what mothers title me
and daddies want to me but like spike lee
i'm doin' the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in butts and leave this 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