Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Safe Chump

Ah, yeah, the home of the microphone master, Houdini
I'm dope, some don't me
Unless, I and bust a cap from steel
Aim for the dome, show 'em that I'm hardcore

The underground who's wrecking
I pack a Smith & Wesson on my section
I'm strapped at all time,
mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack

I must focus and keep my mind open
The world's confusion, there mad guns smoking
For trying to get respect and yearning
Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick

I'm serious, boy but not Jermaine
I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for
So chill, back the hell up and get a
Get off that, that you're all that real quick
Like the Boys said
It's written all over face, punk, nobody's safe

Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors
Nobody's safe chump, so your doors locked
Nobody's safe chump, so your doors locked
Nobody's safe chump, so keep doors locked

It's the hardcore rap music that make your ring
'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my sing
Singing, swinging, hum along, my rap song
I bet I get on a DL, then the P's gone

Poof, no phone booth, or tight suit
Dress in all black, skullcap, black down goose
To hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol
'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip

'Cuz loose lips ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip
I going out on some bullshit
Bank shot, corner pocket, now me rock it
Can't mock the rap so, boy, stop it

(So, the name?)
John Doe, 'k, it's a slow
'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's
Like Neon Sanders, call him prime time
(It's the new style)
Time to get

'Cuz nobody's in the fast pace of the rap race
So keep your on and your boots laced
Now I'm out, back to the Boondocks
Nobody's safe chump, so keep doors locked