Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the Celestial Man
Shake the thing mother gave ya!
Tear your lungs out, scream heart
Be on your worst
I'd wager that you're gonna it
Make you fight nature, born and in
Funk those things that make you go in the night
Turn off the dark, put on the
And he said and your big cheeks have got me'
Along 'Disarm' and 'Flooded Quarry'
off the base with the beat-box detox
Pull off the pace, while you with no socks
Lampshades, carpets, the black
You make the room's hands laugh as clap
You my mouth water with support acts
They could even match you in talent - that!
Gary and Newton Faulkner ain't wrong
He's got me singing to 'Amerikan Song'
Loop pedal class is as weaponry
You gotta your enemy
Gotta check your
Don't talk, only
Slap the so hard you get blisters
boom, boom, chikka boom
JP beat-box, as flip-flops
Doing the hip hop, mixed with the sock
And Stephanie up, up by the mic stand
This ain't no fake, it's music in hand
As you run into the centre of the
Silence like water
You wanna shout 'Wow!'
How did even have the guts to do it ?
If name's Nizlopi, then there ain't much to it
'Cos you and big cheeks have got me spinning around now