Luyện nghe bài hát Keep It Hype

Testin', testin',
You can me, what what what?
Testin', testin',
You can me, what what what?
Mic, check , check, check
You can me?
I'm loud
Mic mic, microphone, check,
Can you me?

Yikes, you what I like?
I it hype, the words that I write
I rock the crowd, I don't need a mic
I say my loud, with all of my might

Yikes, you know I like?
I keep it hype, the that I write
I rock the whole crowd, I don't a mic
I say my loud, with all of my might

People say that crazy, I'm throwin' off, I raise my voice up then, go off
The king of different, Titan of screamin' chantin' than
A hundred people clappin' keep them fuckin' crackin'
it, about to roll the sticker on the tag can't make it ragged
Vocals that'll horns 'til your ass in traction
Disgusting like that valve on bike with the basket
Bling comin' through, not excuse me
I'm the nigga that's this loud ass music

Yikes, you know what I
I keep it hype, the words I write
I rock the crowd, I don't need a mic
I say my rhyme loud, all of my might

Yikes, You know what I
I keep it hype, the words I write
I rock the whole crowd, I need a mic
I say my loud, with all of my might

The doctor slapped my ass, so I've been hollerin' an infant
Gotta sure they hear me 'cause I wants my attention
the class, so I stayed in detention
Couldn't whisper when I was talkin' so they sent me to the
The principal say, "Young man what to be the problem?"
Said, "I try to be quiet but I can't seem to lower the volume"
"Hmm, your name?" "Michael Tyler"
"Perhaps you'd be interested in our school choir?"

Said, "Nah, that's for boys"
"Either that or a suspension," you roll, here I come boy
I holla, but I gotta try
Doe ray mi fah soh! Ahh no!
That ain't gonna cut it, that gonna get it
Then the said, "Maybe you can try something mathematic"
But I'm too clumsy so I to the band
But I made noise honkin' than I did when I was playin'

Yikes! That ain't so I'm leavin'
The very day I was in R O T C
Had no problems soundin' off like I had a pair, four
But I just ain't like them tight ass pants that I had to wear
All this inside, made me tired, on top of that
One of my wanna see my ass outside
I went to the yard
When I got there I seen my with about eight fine broads

I said, "You lookin' for me? I'm the one who be loud"
She said, "Damn, nigga we you on our cheerleadin' squad"
Hell no, never ever
Either that or a report card filled with the F
Go, team, fight, win
Nah this shit ain't cool, fuck these teachers and school
I loud mouth but I don't know what to use it for
'Til they me that they was gon' put me in the talent show

Yikes, you what I like?
I keep it hype, the words I write
I rock the crowd, I don't need a mic
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my

Yikes, you know what I
I keep it hype, the that I write
I the whole crowd, I don't need a mic
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my

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