Luyện nghe bài hát Serious

Huh, do it

Now sit in your seat and kick up your Nike's
And listen to Foxxx cold rip the mic
The microphone's burnin' a flamin' torch
And my lyrics are hot so can burn and scorch

So here's a little somethin' for you wimps
Try to come down on the hip-hop prince
Get rhymes all together, your microphones ready
'Cause you're about to meet the terror, Freddie

For all you rappers with self-proclaimed titles
up and face the true supreme idol
Rappers, I'm here so get it
But those that tried are real they did it

'Cause I hit it hard, nail on the head, now dead
But that's what you get when you're messin' with
Ain't no jokin' or playin' around, just listen to the
While I get down, is serious

So serious I take the stage
like lettin' a pitbull out of a cage
For or raw meet, huh, sound sweet
But I the mic and a milky beat

And drop one rhyme self-defined
And then you lay back and while I climb into your mind
Every hole
Walk through your body and take over soul

This jam is deep when I speak, you chicken
Scared to death my bassline's kickin'
Jump off and the mic, I dare you
Then I'ma you up and then wear ya

Drag you all over like Ann
up the wannabe's, make you a man
Then you jump up to talk crap
You'll get slapped with a rap that makes your neck back

for the count, my hand is raised
My is praised and you feel dazed
I'm gonna take you deeper down to the
When my voice hits the mic, sound like I shot him

I'm like Riker's buckwild in
And be lookin' around like, who was it?
Hit from all sides, all you feel is
And you don't even know your own

Try to get up for the next round and it
You think you survive? I it
Bring the stretcher, jumpstart the and heart
Of a rapper that's torn apart this is serious

is serious

Now tell you somethin' you should never forget
Fred stand in hell and won't sweat
believe it? This is hell
Bring the rapper ring the bell

Then we start rappin', it's a hell of a round
It takes you, your crew and the to bring me down
The rapper of rap, my occupation
Here we go, pump up radio station

The Kut scratchin' like a maniac
Fred's kickin' rhymes a natural born brainiac
It's your standin' in water and touched a live wire
Boom, on fire

And I rollin', rhymes keep projectin'
Hittin' like a to the jawbone connectin'
You see me with the mic in my and you're jelled up
Schemin' with your posse but got held up

Serious business the way to go
I'm all about makin' beats, rhymes and
And in a while I'm a stick man
But girls ain't a problem to Foxxx, I'm in, man

I got on the mic delirious
You why? 'Cause this is serious

This one is a dedication for all the posse out there
one goes out to Eric B. and Rakim
This one goes out to my man Ant
This one out to Premo

Sha, Jet and the Louisville Slugger
This one goes out to my DJ the Kut
This one goes out to Laser
one goes out to Pat

I take one deep for my physical Taheim Shabazz
This one goes out to the Supreme Easy E
one also goes out to the Master Kevvon
I'ma this mile-deep for Brooklyn

And I'ma slam one out left field for
And knock a home run for Strong
one also goes out to the Southside Posse
This one goes to the Paid In Posse

And I'ma take this one down for my man Barn
And I'm also gonna say to all the gods
And I'm gonna say, out