Luyện nghe bài hát Humrush

Bert, is you?
Ahh, an empty place, oh, I it
A perfect place to the exciting art of humming

Hum along, if you sing along, hum along
Hum along, if you can't sing along you hum
Hum along, if you sing along, hum along
Yeah, hum along Zev Love X

interesting this thing
Coming and drumming, hummingbirds with wings
And of the same, so we flock much
rock, so on and so such, I clutch this
Mic, to touch an entire stadium
my boys to aid me, so we'll play, if you pay me some

Beats sound fickle, rented Jeep sickenin'
To those no soul, as I roll with my [Incomprehensible]
Bugle boy, boy, toot your own horn
Frugal won't endure, as the was born
Minus, the Jim jinkle jankle

His name, ain't my name, 'cause X permittin' shit
I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip lip
Z L be rippin', out rip
No, no, no, shake hip or your rump
about what I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and

Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Hum with the Kid

You could have sworn I was a what? A Penn Station
I gots songs than your neighborhood bootlegger
Swingin' hard like a forty deuce on a
Cuter Booker, a real good looker

Yeah, a man is gettin' down and
To this funky sound and you'll check it out, so the sound man
I'm just the R&B's kickers kickin' lingo
'Til my payday, if rap was soccer, I'd be Pele

hard, I eat no porkchops or lard
So trust in me you trust in God
The Lord, bet I proves, just began for man
the bills stay paid from this mic within my hand

I'm not your average everyday pickin' or bailin' hay
Hoe trickin' who likes to eat chicken
Anyway, just hum along as the drummer drums
This I bring along, not to sing along, but to

Hum along, if you sing along, hum along
Hum along, if you can't along, hum along
Ya hum along, if you can't sing along ya hum
Hum the one Subroc

Hurry, hurry, hurry, step right up and sing it
So bring it back and forth, to swing it
Swinging a to a hum, can get smooth
So I choose to slow, to amuse

To the apex, I strides from L I
To the car new age, to rip raw
no rehease, I bust fat styles galore
Self Born Ruler Cypher Cee no more, hear no more
Can no more, huh, I less or I guess

I toss or throw it up and when it drop, I'm forced to it up
Give a little, take a little, or fake a little
Pause, you wanna counterfeit the ain't havin' it
All your cease, so listen closely, hush
I wrote boastin' note, you stop the humrush

Bow, blowin up, one eight, X plus
And this is how we it, for eighty decker
is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you don't stop, heh