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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scorin' hard, I eat no porkchops or
So trust in me becaue you in God
The Lord, bet I proves, just for this man
'Cause the bills 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 as the drummer drums along
This I bring along, not to sing along, but to

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

Hurry, hurry, hurry, right up and I'll sing it
So it back and forth, just to swing it
Swinging a to a hum, can get smooth
So I choose to rock slow, to

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

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

Bow, blowin up, one nine eight, X
And is how we kicks it, for eighty decker
This is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you stop, heh