Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton city bashin', car crashin', bong
it's the alcohol abusin' white kid.
with the mad vocalism, straight 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 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,
from thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to up the mic and say what the fukk i was born 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 respect for all you fly whores
get me wrong, i really love your bitchness
the fukks i disrespect are bitches 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)...
push 4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em like u just don't care

goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i make it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop crap
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 press it on a piece of wax
give me a grin you see me pass you by
i'm not fly for a white but for a 4lyn-guy
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 these mothers title me
and want to fight me but like spike lee
i'm the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them 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!!!!

like u just don 't

like u just don 't