Luyện nghe bài hát Serious

Huh, do it

Now sit back in 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 they can burn and

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

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

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

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

And one rhyme that's self-defined
And you lay back and relax while I climb into your mind
Every openin'
Walk through body and take over your soul

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

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

Down for the count, my hand is
My rhyme is and you feel dazed
I'm gonna take you deeper to the bottom
When my hits the mic, it'll sound like I shot him

I'm like Riker's in dozens
And you'll be around like, who was it?
Hit from all sides, all you is pain
And you even know your own name

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

This is

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

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

The Kut Terrorist scratchin' like a
Fred's kickin' rhymes like a born brainiac
It's like your standin' in water and a live wire
Boom, you're on

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

business the only way to go
I'm all about makin' beats, rhymes and
And once in a I'm a stick man
But girls a problem to Foxxx, 'cause I'm in, man

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

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

Sha, Let's Jet and the Louisville
This one goes out to my DJ the Kut
one goes out to Laser Mike
This one out to Pat

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

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

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