Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the song Man
the thing your mother gave ya!
Tear lungs out, scream your heart
Be on your behaviour
I'd wager that you're gonna it
Make you nature, born and raised in
Funk those things that make you go bump in the
Turn off the dark, put on the
And he said and your big cheeks have got me'
Along with 'Disarm' and Quarry'
Turn off the with the beat-box detox
Pull off the pace, while you sing no socks
Lampshades, carpets, the stage
You make the room's hands laugh as they
You make my water with support acts
They could even match you in - ignore that!
Gary Dunne and Newton Faulkner wrong
He's got me singing to Folk Song'
Loop class is used as weaponry
You gotta know your
Gotta check distance
Don't talk, whisper
the base so hard you get blisters
Chikka boom, boom, boom
JP beat-box, as flip-flops
Doing the hip hop, mixed with the warm
And Stephanie up, up by the mic stand
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 they have the guts to do it ?
If your name's Nizlopi, there ain't much to it
'Cos you and your big have got me spinning around now