Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton city bashin', car crashin', blastin'
it's the alcohol abusin' white kid.
the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung
shout and respect to the place where i'm coming from.
so here me run again, to the finish,
no time for loosin', no for cruisin'
''cause a champion's got to keep on
like soul 2 soul, i'm back to life for still a mc
with of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
doin'boogaloo thangs 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 I star for

die for, would cry for, but not spy for
i still got the type of respect even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really love 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)...
push 4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em 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 press it on a black of wax
give me a when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a but for a 4lyn-guy
i'm smooth the butt of a babe
and well for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," child" is what these mothers title me
and daddies to fight 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!!!!

u just don 't care

like u don 't care