Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the song Man
Shake the thing mother gave ya!
Tear your lungs out, your heart
Be on your worst
I'd wager you're gonna take it
Make you nature, born and raised in
Funk those things make you go bump in the night
off the dark, put on the light
And he said 'You and big cheeks have got me'
with 'Disarm' and 'Flooded Quarry'
Turn off the base with the detox
Pull off the pace, while you sing with no
Lampshades, carpets, the black
You make the hands laugh as they clap
You make my mouth water with acts
They even match you in talent - ignore that!
Gary Dunne and Newton Faulkner wrong
He's got me to 'Amerikan Folk Song'
pedal class is used as weaponry
You know your enemy
Gotta your distance
talk, only whisper
Slap the so hard you get blisters
Chikka boom, boom, boom
JP beat-box, feet as
Doing the hip hop, mixed with the sock
And Stephanie propped up, up by the mic
This ain't no fake, it's music in your
As you run into the centre of the
Silence like water
You just 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 your big have got me spinning around now