Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out (hey You)

One little, two little, three Indie rap
Headphones,
'em all, watch 'em all
Watch 'em all, it goes out"
'em all, watch 'em all

Jack the Ripper, Jack, the Ripper
Peace to Jack tripper and well stoned bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I had dreadlocks
Instead I got an full of women screamin' "Head shots"

I guess explains it, don't it
She started to a mark but it came apart
That's what you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the litter
watch a rapper get bitter like the city winter

What the fuck you
You or something? Did you have a bad week?
Man, you got issues, I feel for you
Yo, shittin' on me is so 2002,

your mic off, and turn the lights off
Who ever put your record out must have needed write
Who they play the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in the A's of iPod

Watch out! When the gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall
Watch out! When you up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what you're about, it goes

out! We all love a clown
But we don't see you climb up out the underground
Watch out! If you don't the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home

Cars drive by with the boomin'
I be gettin' old 'cuz the bass sounds ridiculous
And nowadays, every body's Tupac
So fuck it, I'ma stand over here and do the

Besides police, I've got no
Just me, my beliefs and my bad
A cargo van and Ant beets
Enough rap to you to last week

between the vice and the advice
Drunk, out in traffic just to fly kites
Time out, the style rhyme out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my 5 mics

And when the smoke clears, you won't be to suck dick
Like you did as a teenage trick
And with a mat on his grill, he asks "Who the are you?"
Don't man, someday I'ma be nobody too

Watch out! the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall
Watch out! When you open up mouth
I can smell that you don't know what talkin' about, it goes

Watch out! We all a clown
But we don't wanna see you climb up out the
out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it for my home town

Look, I understand your
When I was younger, I to be LL Cool J
Then he started makin' records for the and shit
So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it

I moves from KRS One
A little Big Daddy and some DJ Run
And then we took our and made it a song
And look, Rhyme sayers is on

It's the D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N
He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump, he waitin'?
For what? I don't know, but who come with me?
I got at one more tool with me

So me, or idolize me
Study from a distance or right beside me
It don't matter, just act I know
And watch your back on the beat or get sacked at the throw

out! When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the all fall down
Watch out! When you open up your
I can smell that you don't what you're talkin' about, it goes

Watch out! We all love a
But we don't wanna see you up out the underground
Watch out! If you like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just to put it down for my home town

out!
out!
out!
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