Luyện nghe bài hát Superstars Remix

1:

Hey yo first first
It's time to shake ground in the eighth
Box battle & down
From the beat & the tone, jump in the cyclone
S t y l e s, yes I
Red beam,
red beam
Put 'em up,
You a bad seed
Off the spitting, in the gorilla tag-team
What's up now? jump down, stuff can't breathe

Yo! you kno the routine, the demon
Please, don't step, you wanna be one of my pet
The more beef the better, sound strange but you all creep together
Ok? in the what a cheesy sweater
Why not, we got so street credit, the rookie police let us
Now that's foolish, cuz we don't act
Cuz I can run 10 in a track meet

Keep it moving on now
Making it rile
the funk rile
Rip it apart
Fakin' the pal
watch the punk
What now, your battleship get sunk down
Click(click), pow(pow), nine(nine) thou(thou),
Just I thought, what's up now? huh(2nd time)

2:

Hold it down, never in
Styles having your
Or weather you it to end
m'again, I burn him again
05 them sins
Or 30 your friends get knocked out, turbuline
Hoped'd out, what you want, a look at my grin
I'm a fish you can tell by the flippers &
C'mon,

Yo! I got a wack
Taking the & joke with 'em
The distorted guitar
Who am I? russian roulette,
Cruising bed, how to make qubec in july
Area 51, stereo, vibe, gun
Here we go, s o b, some
We're the in the hall, with the new lactate
Blast from both angles, a boondock
So, get up get up and let the hit ya
Snap this picture uh!

Keep it it's on now
it punk rile
Shaking the rile
Rip it style
Fakin' the pal
Dunk the punk
What now, watch your get sunk down
Click(click), pow(pow), nine(nine) thou(thou),
what I thought, what's up now? huh(2nd time)

3:

Who the hell is spliting the belly of a
In any your style the fell blitz
Drilling brain, like rap & video-games
Feel the syringe able the styles get'n into face

Yo! what of stuff is he drawn
Really styles, really you yo c'mon punk shove off
You really be gone, ripped out of your brain
over your lip to dispossess your b game
What's with this chilling kibbles'n bits
There aint enoughf street talking the globe, I fix,Get it?
I'm with it, when I spit the venom
& it drip's up in 'em & it the women in a
quick dilemma;We can it now,
And I don't kno who did it but they it was styles

Click, pow, nine thou, just what I thought what's up now?hu

Click, pow nine thou, what? just what I thought what's up hu (x2)