Luyện nghe bài hát Miuzi Weighs a Ton

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

'Cause my reputation depends on what
of record my DJ cuts
His slice, dice, mix so nice
So bad, you dispute the price

It's plain to see, 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 why I haven't gone under
all types of microphone thunder
A fugitive missin' all types of
All this because I talk so

When I rock, get up, get
weighs a ton

The up title, the expression of thrill
For elite to 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
'Cause I beat competitors with my

whipped, pushed, shoved and tripped
Coocked the hold of my Kung Fu grip
And if you my title, it would be suicidal
my end, it would be homicidal

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

Rock, get up, get
Miuzi a ton

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

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

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

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

Rock, get up, get
Miuzi a ton

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

Why they can't compete on my level
status is my domain
Understand my rhythm, my pattern of
And then you'll why I'm on the run

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

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