Luyện nghe bài hát Part of My Life

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

[verse
I be all in you like you disrespected space in my zone
I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it
ripping everything known, block every blow zone
I make you sit ho ass down, turn off your microphone
Cause after me un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, drinks'll be unsippable
I got miles of styles, you must be out motherfuckin brain
To think I'm not the in the game
Disconnected from mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl your up murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop
When fox and bumpy it hot
End the beef with just one shot, niggaz 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 like the right to
The poison I spit, never be an antecdote
You niggaz thought I put my mic
Cause the industry's scared cause I put my fight
Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a
Now thats a rap nigga deal
In 99 I'm droppin like flies
Fuck flowin, I'm turning into jesse owens
Cock the pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser room layin
You bitch ass just start prayin baby

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

[verse
I watch niggaz get hyped up one single and get gassed
Then fall like a bad
Niggaz run new york, to live in other places
Hopin somebody remember old rap
Fuck that, i'ma five borough mc
I go, new york goes, keepin new york flows
Niggaz be switchin they not sure
Your style is played out soft shit like
In red and living rooms when the system booms
He's a nice little to whomever whom
Come against me and I you one of three picks:
Get shot, get up, get your ass kicked
Bring your unit, and I be lyrically gunning em
Cause freddie foxxx be the thing since run and em
I be running through you like a hummer, you don't want o'
So hot I turn december 25 summer
I scrutinize niggaz and bring em down to
My lyrical body will leave you paralized
Fuck you memorize, I take you out of drive
And you neutralized and black in both 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 gat, keep it underground fuck that!

[verse
For every I ever spit, for every mic I ever rip
I still got a full of unstoppable shit
You to tell me motherfuckers never knew
That I be bustin niggaz in the head beer bottles like guru
Check the mic one, two sure it's on
When I it to your headquarters, word is bond
Heads up, eyes and ears
I got you
That you could catch rec me
You got a better chance at kickin 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 to diss me
I bet he won't disagree, he'll probaly start sayin his
Hurt, his mom's is with a bad knee
Or start screamin about dough
just a faggot with a whack flow
Don't walk up on me freestyles and off the top of the dome
I beat you down and send ass home
I'm on my own time, I my own rhymes
You be the nominee? you brave now?
I my rhyme in your back and bury you face down
Just remember
I'm freddie the I break his back and buck em buck em down