Luyện nghe bài hát Miuzi Weighs a Ton

Step back, get away, give the brother room
You got to turn me up when the goes boom
to lyric, line to line
Then you'll my reputation for rhyme

'Cause my rhyme depends on what
Style of my DJ cuts
His slice, dice, super mix so
So bad, you won't dispute the

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

It's a big why I haven't gone under
all types of microphone thunder
A missin' all types of hell
All this because I so well

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 could kill, I'd until
The catches on to my material

criticize my every phase of rapture
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 the hold of my Kung Fu grip
And if you my title, it would be suicidal
From my end, it be homicidal

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

Rock, get up, get
Miuzi a ton

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

If Miuzi wasn't heavy, I'd fire it
I'd make you walk the if I was a pirate
If made me a King, I would be a tyrant
If you want to get me, go and try it

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

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

Rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

My style versatile said without
Which is why after me on my back
Lookin' over my shoulder, seein' what I
Hearin' what I say, they why

Why they can't ever compete on my
Superstar is my domain
my rhythm, my pattern of lecture
And then know why I'm on the run

This of events results in a switch
Lateral movements of my pitch
It eliminates pressure on the
But the posse is around so I got to it

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