Luyện nghe bài hát Part Of My Life

Intro:
Foxxx-- --Let me tell you--
--Who's the real divine?-- --You like
--Freddie --Let me tell you--

One]
I be all in you like you disrespected in my lyric zone
I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it
Bumpy ripping everything known, block every zone
I make you sit your ho ass down, off your microphone
Cause me its un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, drinks'll be unsippable
I got of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin brain
To I'm not the nicest 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 with just one shot, niggaz I fear not
This of steel with the screen on top
Projects chyna white dope
a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this the right to vote
The poison I spit, 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 it out the trunk and make a mill
Now thats a real rap deal
In 99 I'm droppin like flies
Fuck flowin, I'm turning niggaz into Jesse
Cock the four pound, 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 nobody judge me that don't how to do what I do
So if you like it then fuck you!

[Verse
I niggaz get hyped up with one single and get gassed
Then like a bad pass
Niggaz run outta New York, to in other places
Hopin somebody remember old rap
Fuck that, I'ma borough thorough MC
Where I go, New York goes, New York flows
Niggaz be switchin cause they not
Your style is played out soft like Valure
In red and black living rooms when the system
He's a nice little diss to whomever
Come against me and I give you one of three
Get shot, get up, get your ass kicked
Bring whole unit, and I be lyrically gunning em
Cause Foxxx be the illest thing since Run and em
I be running through you like a Hummer, you want none o'
So hot I turn 25 into summer
I scrutinize niggaz and bring em to size
My lyrical slam 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 demise, shut down your enterprise
Fox and Primo, we stay close like
got nine lives, like a cat
With a full gat, it underground fuck that!

[Verse
For every verse I ever spit, for every mic I rip
I still got a full of unstoppable shit
You mean to tell me motherfuckers knew
I be bustin niggaz in the head with beer bottles like Guru
Check the mic one, two sure its 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 better chance at kickin a tree
With no legs, a handstand on two eggs
Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck what you
I'm The Source magazine, on the cover with 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 start sayin his throat
hurt, his mom's is sick a bad knee
Or screamin he's about dough
He's just a 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 be the nominee? you brave now?
I carve my rhyme in your and bury you face down
remember nigga:
I'm Freddie the Foxxx I break his back and buck em buck em