Luyện nghe bài hát Really Livin'

[Red
We're gettin' mad props, on the movie set
So take to the races, 'cause it's a sure bet
How could you lose when you're rollin' the right stuff?
I'm smooth on the mic, but I like to drop rough
When I let go, on the techno
me soul for a million? Um, heck no
I freak on the budha tip, slip and lose their grip
When I and trip, oooh, a nice busted lip
But I'm a freaker, for the
'Cause when I smoke a blunt I'm higher than a church
That's why I thank God for what I was given
My pockets are fat, and that's the way I'm really
So it, you know I come to wreck it, I do much damage
And like Don King, you manage
'Cause my crew stacks up, my number one
And we even pack up
we cut no static, we just kick ballistics
So don't mess unless you really wanna risk it
I'm runnin' down tracks as if were a relay
I know I've your mind, yes there's no need for a replay
When I'm thinkin' it, suckers still be at it
Yes I've passed this mamage, now I'm coming
So jump off my wagon, my crew was laggin'
Hittin' skins, writin' rhymes, then we're on the ball,
Like juveniles, with the groovy styles
Never been to Egypt, but still, we like to flow like the
got that? Make sure that you get it
'Cause I break more points Swayze, and I can bet it

Resign, I'm in line, 'cause that spot's mine
The Emcees intwine, I turn, and are hung the spine
'Cause you the fist, and the fury I let lose
I'm Quick to break you down and bury your like a goose
You deuce, I'm the that makes the break point in this race
Deface your whole name and erase in the place
the dark, I clear park with the rhyme, I be swingin' like gates, I illustrate
ill flows I bringin' to ya
I make 'em go ya, Misfit, I knowledge just to get psycho like puma moona

I devestate with the as we penetrate
Refresh our buddha with the sess that stimulates
Another rhyme, yes a funky rhyme, yo it's that
You with intricance and catch a blast from my nine
Ten, let's to hear it all again
And revise and memorize there to tell a friend

You can't yank the on the vibe (hip-hop is livin')
really livin'
You can't yank the plug on the
I'm givin'

Phat, I cause static and havoc to me victims
Watch out, I'm swingin' a big rap star for the pen
And hittin', I'm splittin' g's in threes when I preceed
Indeed, take
To this lesson and lead I bring
Off course, lyrics hittin' I come up, flame stitchin' the souls of opponents
like a blow
The essence, eternally to hold my own
On the phone, I got a knack for throwin' and stones to break bones
A commander in command, in control, at the
I gotta blast ass if you step in my realm
But since I sliced and diced your rib into minced meat
My feat was your defeat, so take a and a seat
My zone, get your own and your off my bone
And now I leave you hangin' Stallone

[Red
Check my lingo, on this phat track, I'm a let go
Lyrics to catch like Koresh in Waco
In the style of hip-hop, I love it a passion
So wacth as a grab the mic and flex in fashion
Like Jane Fonda, I got moves like a Honda
We're to bring hip-hop, way beyond yonder
I wonder, how far could we it without selling out?
'Cause we're bad to the bone a shadow of a doubt
I'm first to the verse, I've got a ninja-like swiftness
And known to stone the mic with the stiffness
>From the underground, my grand central
I do what I want, and it's an occupation
And what I wanna do is for the whole damn
Keep hip-hop alive for another