Luyện nghe bài hát Really Livin'

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

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

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

You can't the plug on the vibe (hip-hop is livin')
It's really
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 bash for the pen
And heavy hittin', I'm splittin' g's in when I preceed
Indeed, take
To lesson and lead I bring forth
Off course, hittin' when I come up, flame stitchin' the souls of opponents
like a blow
The essence, eternally able to my own
On the phone, I got a knack for sticks and stones to break bones
A in command, in control, at the helm
I gotta blast ass if you step in my realm
But since I sliced and diced your prime rib minced meat
My feat was your defeat, so take a and a seat
My zone, get your own and teeth off my bone
And now I leave you hangin' Stallone

[Red
Check my lingo, 'cause on phat track, I'm a let go
to catch wreck like Koresh in Waco
In the style of hip-hop, I it with a passion
So as a grab the mic and flex in this fashion
Like Jane Fonda, 'cause I got moves like a
We're to bring hip-hop, way beyond yonder
I wonder, how far could we take it selling out?
'Cause we're bad to the beyond a shadow of a doubt
When I'm first to the verse, I've got a swiftness
And to stone the mic with the bonafide 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 alive for another generation