Luyện nghe bài hát Stop, Look & Listen

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Turn up radio, stand by the speakers
Brace yourself, or you get weaker
My rhymes hypnotize your insides
Now we're to take a serious ride
Meet me, here's the
My name's freddie foxxx, and I'm the rap
You run up, run up right to come get this
So you can all witness fitness
The rapper that hearin is the microphone killer
The b-boy idol and the fly thriller
The mangler, mc strangler
Milky as silk pads, rougher wrangler
Mad for the mic, waitin in a
I'm tight and all anxious to rush the
Rappers sit back, and get cosy
I'm about to play y'all like ring the rosie
up your rhymes and move south
Or it's '1st round, freddie by a knock-out'
You can't move, I got you
Huh, cause I rhymes and bass pounded
To the body ( *cutting* ) to the head ( )
How you gonna last on stage with
Your mind's workin overtime thinkin the latest
Hit the baritone voice of the greatest
your eyes, so you can all see it
If you wanna go out a whimp, then so be it
I keep comin, it stops
Kill brain, give you no props
Blast the music, see what missin
(stop) look (look) and listen

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Time is precious, so i'ma goin
Bustin off rhymes, watch me flowin
I storm, you're in my way, you're smashed
Drug to the dungeon, and then
Line em up one at a time, and I em
Bring em up, 5s and 10s, and I em
Nobody walks, all get hurt
up mc's, that's my work
See, rappers wanna strong-arm, but ain't strong enough
To bite a rhyme, cause their ain't long enough
Take the of death when you chew my rhymes
If you to die so early, fine
Music in the background sets the
For me to the mic and break it down
One line compliments the next, and you're on it
like you can't even walk, so you lean on it
Then I guide ya, and ride ya
The voice of the foxxx ringin all ya
Place your bets, his rhymes wet
And even if I dried him off, he still
him in scratches, beats and rhymes
Nobody else's -
on stage and try to be the man
And watch kick the mic our your hand
Call you 'son', make you sit in your
And slap you up like little horner
If the ain't clear by now, you won't know it
Be careful, steppin to and you'll blow it
the music, see what you're missin
Stop (stop) look (look) and