Luyện nghe bài hát Part Of My Life

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

[Verse
I be all in you like you space in my lyric zone
I'm like a pit, a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
Bumpy ripping everything known, every blow zone
I make you sit your ho ass down, turn off your
Cause me its un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, drinks'll be unsippable
I got miles of styles, you be out your motherfuckin brain
To I'm not the nicest in the game
from your mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl nose up Murray the cop, to the beat down you don't stop
When Fox and keep it hot
End the whole beef with just one shot, I fear not
piece of steel with the screen on top
Projects uncut chyna dope
Leave a freeze in a nigga
I fight for this like the to vote
The I spit, they'll never be an antecdote
You niggaz thought I put my mic
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 deal
In 99 I'm droppin like 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 just start baby

Rhymin is a of my life
I'ma die with 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 it then fuck you!

[Verse
I watch niggaz get up with one single and get gassed
Then fall like a bad
run outta New York, to live in other places
Hopin somebody remember old rap
Fuck that, I'ma borough thorough MC
Where I go, New York goes, keepin New flows
Niggaz be switchin cause not sure
Your style is played out soft shit Valure
In red and living rooms when the system booms
He's a nice little to whomever whom
Come against me and I give you one of picks:
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 a Hummer, you don't want none o'
So hot I December 25 into summer
I scrutinize niggaz and bring em to size
My body slam will leave you paralized
Fuck what you memorize, I take you out of
And you neutralized and black in both your eyes
My rise is your demise, shut down your
Fox and Primo, we stay like thighs
Bumpy got lives, like a cat
With a full gat, it underground fuck that!

[Verse
For every verse I ever spit, for mic I ever rip
I still got a clip of unstoppable shit
You mean to me motherfuckers never knew
That I be bustin niggaz in the with beer bottles like Guru
Check the mic one, two make its on
When I bring it to your headquarters, word is
Heads up, eyes and open
I got you
That you could catch rec me
You got a better at kickin down a tree
With no legs, doing a on two eggs
Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck you write
I'm The Source like magazine, on the cover the Ruger 16
I ain't scared to diss a MC, but ask him if he scared to me
I bet he disagree, he'll probaly start sayin his throat
hurt, his mom's is sick with a bad
Or start screamin he's dough
He's just a faggot a whack flow
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 wanna be the nominee? you now?
I carve my in your back and bury you face down
remember nigga:
I'm Freddie the Foxxx I break his back and buck em em down