Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

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

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

I have a friend here who needs to put the on. He's getting old.
And if he could put the brakes on time, he'd be
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 need to park that bitch and get a kit
You might as well me to come write your shit

At then nobody'll know who you bit
It won't hurt so much when they like your shit
Silly in a puddle of beer
steppin' in my cum and get your gum out your ear
"I heard your new song son, yo this year"
Why don't you run and tell your girl to bring it here
You got no balance, with no talent
Disgraceful, you can a face full of phallice
me callused on a retribution tangent
How'd the love die!? How'd the hell you lose the
These cats is lazy, down on the job
I call Musab, whole playground'll get robbed
Those your Gimme that.
girl? Gimme that.
A three pack of Jimmy
I show you who the mack
You can keep the change. Hit me back when you're
If she give good brains she can play 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(?) in the bleach
An orphanage, I'm to get a portion of the piece
So play the leach: me dry
Dot "T's", cross your eyes
And blow me
So call my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put your hands up if you the music
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"
I'll keep this brief, I just wanna say
And be if you love the police
Now put hands up if you feel the music
Cause all matters is "The Bass and Movement"
So either my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put hands up if you feel the music
Cause all that matters is "The and Movement"
From the top of Fiji, to the of Christina Ricci
Big ups if you my CD
Now put your up if you feel the music
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"