Luyện nghe bài hát Part of My Life

Intro:
--freddie foxxx-- me tell you--
--who's the real divine? -- --you that--
--freddie foxxx-- me tell you--

one]
I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric
I'm a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring 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 drinks'll be
I got of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin brain
To think I'm not the in the game
from your mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl your up murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop
fox and bumpy keep it hot
End the whole beef with one shot, niggaz I fear not
This piece of steel the screen on top
Projects chyna white dope
Leave a freeze in a throat
I fight for like the right to vote
The poison I spit, never be an antecdote
You niggaz I put my mic down
Cause the industry's scared cause I put my down
I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a mill
Now thats a real rap nigga
In 99 I'm droppin niggaz like
Fuck flowin, I'm turning niggaz into jesse
Cock the four pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser layin
You ass niggaz just start prayin baby

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

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

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