Luyện nghe bài hát Part of My Life

Intro:
--freddie foxxx-- me tell you--
the real divine? -- --you like that--
--freddie --let me tell you--

one]
I be all in you you disrespected space in my lyric zone
I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I it home
Bumpy everything known, block every blow zone
I make you sit your ho ass down, turn off microphone
Cause me it's un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, your be unsippable
I got miles of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin
To think I'm not the nicest in the
from your mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl nose up murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop
fox and bumpy keep it hot
End the whole beef with just one shot, I fear not
This piece of steel with the on top
Projects uncut chyna dope
a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this the right to vote
The I spit, they'll never be an antecdote
You niggaz thought I put my mic
the industry's scared cause I put my fight down
Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and a mill
Now a real rap nigga deal
In 99 I'm droppin niggaz flies
flowin, I'm turning niggaz into jesse owens
Cock the four pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser layin
You bitch ass niggaz start prayin baby

Rhymin is a part of my
I'ma die with rhymin kids and a wife
I don't let nobody judge me that don't how to do what I do
So if you don't it then fuck you!

[verse
I watch niggaz get hyped up with one single and get
Then like a bad pass
Niggaz run new york, to live in other places
Hopin somebody old rap faces
Fuck that, i'ma five borough mc
Where I go, new goes, keepin new york flows
Niggaz be switchin they not sure
Your style is out soft shit like valure
In red and black living when the system booms
He's a nice diss to whomever whom
Come me and I give you one of three picks:
Get shot, get stuck up, get ass kicked
Bring your unit, and I be lyrically gunning em
Cause freddie foxxx be the illest since run and em
I be running through you a hummer, you don't want none o'
So hot I turn december 25 summer
I niggaz and bring em down to size
My lyrical slam will leave you paralized
what you memorize, I take you out of drive
And leave you neutralized and black in your eyes
My rise is your demise, shut your enterprise
Fox and primo, we stay close thighs
Bumpy got nine lives, a cat
With a full gat, keep it fuck that!

[verse
For every verse I ever spit, for every mic I rip
I still got a full clip of unstoppable
You mean to tell me motherfuckers never
That I be bustin niggaz in the with beer bottles like guru
Check the mic one, two sure it's on
I bring it to your headquarters, word is bond
Heads up, eyes and ears
I got you
you could catch rec like me
You got a better chance at down a tree
With no legs, a handstand on two eggs
Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck you write
I'm the source like magazine, on the cover with the 16
I ain't scared to diss a mc, but ask him if he scared to me
I bet he won't disagree, probaly start sayin his throat
Hurt, his is sick with a bad knee
Or start screamin he's dough
just a faggot with a whack flow
Don't walk up on me talkin freestyles and off the top of the
I beat you down and send your ass
I'm on my own time, I my own rhymes
You wanna be the nominee? you brave
I carve my rhyme in back and bury you face down
Just nigga:
I'm freddie the I break his back and buck em buck em down