Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Freakers

Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who the set
So you forget
Bad for ya but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons
But you nothin', no frontin'
I bring the level up a little
In the clubs, an' the an' the after hours
Fools on the wanna feel the funk
Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's what'cha

Ya betta, sit back and let the flow
Like smoke in ya from puffin' on the indo
Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can
Can ya feel the flowin' in ya veins?
fix and ya bag of tricks
In tha mix I got the stix and stones, a few
I'm gonna hit 'em high, gonna hit 'em low
Open up ya so that you can feel the flow
On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't last

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

People always wanna get what you got, no what
Can't take of themselves in the big hunt
In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the
please
Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they
But, I rip their ass apart
In a minute, I can take ya to the
risen, nasal highzen

Comin' back in the lows for the fows
Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody,
The one skunk freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua
a hole in tha speaker
You don't wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the
Slangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best ya ass in cheek
Come on, little fuckas betta show respect
An what's next, the big takin' ya down
How ya feel, when your sorry ass can't hang with the

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

Can ya the effects of the chocolate tide?
Nobody knows how I kick the flow
Slow down, 'cause ya up too fast
Ya get smacked down 'cause ya got no class