Luyện nghe bài hát Stop, Look & Listen

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[ 1 ]
up your radio, stand by the speakers
Brace yourself, or you might get
My rhymes hypnotize your total
Now we're about to take a ride
me, here's the introduction
My name's foxxx, and I'm the rap seductor
You wanna run up, run up right to get this
So you can all witness lyrical
The that you're hearin is the microphone killer
The b-boy idol and the fly thriller
The microphone mangler, mc
Milky as silk pads, rougher wrangler
Mad for the mic, in a rage
I'm tight and all anxious to rush the
Rappers sit back, and get cosy
I'm to play y'all like ring around the rosie
Pack up your rhymes and south
Or else it's '1st round, by a knock-out'
You can't move, I got you
Huh, I wrote rhymes and bass pounded
To the body ( *cutting* ) to the head ( )
How you gonna last on stage with
mind's workin overtime thinkin bout the latest
Hit from the voice of the greatest
Open eyes, so you can all see it
If you wanna go out like a whimp, so be it
I keep comin, it never
your brain, give you no props
Blast the music, see what missin
Stop (stop) (look) and listen

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the foxxx

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Time is precious, so keep goin
Bustin off rhymes, watch me flowin
When I storm, in my way, you're smashed
to the dungeon, and then crashed
Line em up one at a time, and I em
em up, 5s and 10s, and I break em
Nobody walks, all comers get
Killin up mc's, my work
See, rappers strong-arm, but they ain't strong enough
To a rhyme, cause their wind ain't long enough
Take the breath of when you chew my rhymes
If you wish to die so early,
Music in the background sets the
For me to the mic and break it down
One compliments the next, and you're fiendin on it
It's like you can't walk, so you lean on it
Then I ya, saddle and ride ya
The voice of the ringin all inside ya
Place your bets, his will wet
And even if I dried him off, he sweats
Soak him in scratches, beats and
Nobody else's -
Walk on and try to be the man
And watch foxxx the mic our your hand
Call you 'son', make you sit in your
And slap you up little jack horner
If the message ain't by now, you won't know it
Be careful, to foxxx and you'll blow it
the music, see what you're missin
Stop (stop) look (look) and