Luyện nghe bài hát Miuzi Weighs a Ton

Step back, get away, give the brother room
You got to turn me up when the beat goes
Lyric to lyric, line to
Then understand my reputation for rhyme

my rhyme reputation depends on what
Style of record my DJ
His slice, dice, mix so nice
So bad, you won't dispute the

plain to see, it's a strain to be
Number one in the eye enemy
I'm wanted in 50, 51
where the Posse got me on the run

It's a big wonder why I haven't under
Dodgin' all of microphone thunder
A fugitive missin' all of hell
All this because I talk so

When I rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

The match up title, the of thrill
For to compete and attempt to get ill
If looks kill, I'd chill until
The public catches on to my

Ducks criticize my every phase of
Can't wait to read the of my capture
Accused of assault, a 1st degree
I beat competitors with my rhymes

Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and
Coocked from the hold of my Kung Fu
And if you want my title, it would be
From my end, it would be

When I do work, you get
all the paranoid, try to avoid
The Public seat I've enjoyed
is no kid and I'm no toy boy

Rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

I'm a Public Enemy but I don't rob
I don't shoot bullets and I shoot blanks
My is supreme, number one is my rank
And I got more power than the New Yanks

If Miuzi heavy, I'd probably fire it
I'd you walk the plank if I was a pirate
If they me a King, I would be a tyrant
If you to get me, go ahead and try it

Snatcher, dispatcher, biter never a
Instead of takin' me out, take a to dinner
The level of has never been thinner
a runaway race where I'm the winner

It's unreal, they the law
And I had started a war
It was war they wanted and war got
But they wilted in the heat when got hot

Rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

My style versatile said rhymes
is why they're after me on my back
Lookin' over my shoulder, seein' I write
Hearin' I say, they wonderin' why

Why they can't ever compete on my
Superstar status is my
Understand my rhythm, my of lecture
And then you'll why I'm on the run

This change of results in a switch
movements of my vocal pitch
It eliminates pressure on the
But the posse is so I got to front it

Plus employ so coy
And leave no but to destroy
Soloists, groups and what say
And all try to cross my way