Luyện nghe bài hát Part of My Life

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--freddie foxxx-- --let me tell
--who's the divine? -- --you like that--
--freddie foxxx-- --let me you--

[verse
I be all in you like you disrespected in my lyric zone
I'm a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
Bumpy ripping everything known, block every zone
I make you sit your ho ass down, off your microphone
Cause after me un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, your be unsippable
I got miles of styles, you must be out your brain
To I'm not the nicest in the game
Disconnected from mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl your nose up murray the cop, to the beat down you stop
When fox and bumpy it hot
End the beef with just one shot, niggaz I fear not
This piece of with the screen on top
Projects uncut chyna dope
a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this like the 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 fight
Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a
Now thats a real rap deal
In 99 I'm niggaz like flies
Fuck flowin, I'm turning niggaz into owens
the four pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser room layin
You bitch ass niggaz just start prayin

Rhymin is a part of my
die with rhymin kids and a rhymin wife
I don't let judge me that don't know how to do what I do
So if you don't like it fuck you!

[verse
I watch niggaz get hyped up with one and get gassed
Then fall a bad pass
Niggaz run outta new york, to in other places
Hopin somebody old rap faces
Fuck that, i'ma borough thorough mc
Where I go, new york goes, keepin new flows
Niggaz be switchin cause they not
style is played out soft shit like valure
In red and black living rooms when the booms
He's a nice little to whomever whom
against 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 thing since run and em
I be running you like a hummer, you don't want none o'
So hot I turn december 25 into
I scrutinize niggaz and bring em to size
My lyrical body slam will leave you
Fuck you memorize, I take you out of drive
And leave you neutralized and black in both your
My rise is your demise, shut your enterprise
Fox and primo, we stay close thighs
Bumpy got lives, like a cat
With a full gat, keep it underground that!

[verse
For every verse I ever spit, for mic I ever rip
I still got a full of unstoppable shit
You to tell me motherfuckers never knew
I be bustin niggaz in the head with beer bottles like guru
Check the mic one, two make sure on
When I bring it to your headquarters, is bond
up, eyes and ears open
I got you
That you could catch rec me
You got a better chance at kickin a tree
no legs, doing 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 ain't to diss a mc, but ask him if he scared to diss me
I bet he won't disagree, he'll probaly sayin his throat
Hurt, his mom's is sick a bad knee
Or screamin he's about dough
He's just a faggot with a whack
walk up on me talkin freestyles and off the top of the dome
I beat you and send your ass home
I'm on my own time, I write my own
You be the nominee? you brave now?
I carve my rhyme in back and bury you face down
remember nigga:
I'm freddie the foxxx I his back and buck em buck em down