Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the song Man
Shake the your mother gave ya!
Tear lungs out, scream your heart
Be on worst behaviour
I'd wager you're gonna take it
Make you fight nature, born and in
Funk those things that make you go bump in the
off the dark, put on the light
And he said 'You and your big have got me'
Along with 'Disarm' and 'Flooded
off the base with the beat-box 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 support acts
They could even match you in - ignore that!
Gary Dunne and Newton Faulkner wrong
He's got me singing to 'Amerikan Song'
Loop class is used as weaponry
You know your enemy
Gotta your distance
talk, only whisper
Slap the base so you get blisters
boom, boom, chikka boom
JP beat-box, as flip-flops
Doing the hip hop, with the warm sock
And propped up, up by the mic stand
This ain't no fake, it's music in hand
As you run the centre of the crowd
Silence falls like
You wanna shout 'Wow!'
How did even have the guts to do it ?
If your name's Nizlopi, there ain't much to it
'Cos you and big cheeks have got me spinning around now