Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

And we know how to some music
And the music supposed to stand still
And bit of, you know little bits of Negro?
Into the music isn't
is all consuming, let me tell you...

You should have with the original plan: To be a little man
Should have kept it simple, before the hit the fan
Give the kid a nipple he sucks
the microphone from his fist he doesn't know how to clutch
You wanna it like a playground?
Well we can joke about your take
And let pride get hurt when I tug on your skirt
Like "Shut the fuck up! Professionals are to work."
And to the people that feel us: Fuck em'
Don't need em', can't see em', never em', never loved em'
Stuff em' full of dick till the hole
And let em' know that's what they get for ho shit
"Ooh my goodness, Slug went up and his style
I haven't really heard a mac this in a while"
Bullshit! Still broke and I still fake the
Go ahead and my dick to a file
Yo, you heard Slug sing his about women
Like he must be a link, I know I can fuck with em'
For who wanna ride, come on, climb aboard
I'ma be an for as long as I'm exhorted
You either call my bluff or turn the up
And make noise for the women that stuff
And put your hands up if you feel the
Cause all that matters is "The and the Movement"

I have a friend here who needs to put the brakes on. getting old.
And if he put the brakes on time, he'd be coo'
The brakes...the brakes...the brakes...the brakes...

Step, step, step, step, step, off
You know you get lost because you know your soft
Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, on
Is all you gunna get when you try to test the
You to park that bitch and get a starter kit
You might as hire me to come write your shit

At then nobody'll know who you bit
It won't hurt so much when they don't like your
Silly buddy in a of beer
Quit in my cum and get your gum out your ear
"I your new song son, yo this your year"
Why don't you run along and tell your to bring it here
You got no balance, with no talent
Disgraceful, you can catch a full of phallice
Color me on a retribution tangent
How'd the love die!? How'd the you lose the magic?
These cats is lazy, layin' on the job
I call Musab, this playground'll get robbed
your props? Gimme that.
Your Gimme that.
A pack of Jimmy hats
I you who the skinny mack
You can keep the change. Hit me back when stable
If she give brains she can play with the halo
"Don't worry you're in hands, I'm a good man.
Misunderstood? Nah, just of the program."
I only speak to put(?) ammonia in the
An orphanage, I'm to get a portion of the piece
So play the leach: me dry
Dot your "T's", cross your
And me counterclockwise
So either call my bluff, or turn the up
And make noise for the women swallow stuff
And put your up if you feel the music
Cause all matters is "The Bass and Movement"
I'll keep brief, I just wanna say peace
And be quiet if you love the
Now put your up if you feel the music
Cause all that is "The Bass and Movement"
So call my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put your hands up if you feel the
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"
From the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Ricci
Big ups if you my CD
Now put hands up if you feel the music
Cause all that is "The Bass and Movement"