Luyện nghe bài hát Serious

Huh, do it

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

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

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

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

So when I take the stage
Kinda 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 that's
And then you lay and relax while I climb into your mind
Every hole
Walk your body and take over your soul

jam is deep when I speak, you turn chicken
Scared to death because my bassline's
off and grab the mic, I dare you
Then I'ma open you up and then ya

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

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

I'm Riker's buckwild in dozens
And you'll be lookin' like, who was it?
Hit from all sides, all you is pain
And you don't even know own name

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

is serious

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

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

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

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

Serious the only way to go
I'm all makin' beats, rhymes and dough
And once in a I'm a stick man
But ain't a problem to Foxxx, 'cause I'm in, man

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

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

Sha, Jet and the Louisville Slugger
This one out to my DJ the Kut Terrorist
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 Almighty Supreme E
This one goes out to the Master Kevvon
I'ma this mile-deep for Brooklyn

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

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