Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton bashin', car crashin', bong blastin'
it's the alcohol white trash kid.
the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung
shout outs and to the place where i'm coming from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin', no time for
''cause a champion's got to on movin'
soul 2 soul, i'm back to life for real still 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 pick up the mic and say what the fukk i was for
free to the dom is the only thing I star for

die for, would 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 really love bitchness
the only fukks i disrespect are in the music-business.

and if you feel me put 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 the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i make it happen, i make them rappers stop their crap
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
give me a when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a white but for a
i'm like the butt of a babe
and well for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is these 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 smoking a
i'm them daughters in their 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 just don 't