Luyện nghe bài hát Woodstock 2008

Gonna out the gorilla in me yall

Hear the pistols pump, hear the roar
That's my heart and soul, to bend the law
It's a beautiful night, to fly like a
Bang the and get high like I'm Jesus

I had a
Before I got lost on a
to the norm,
Or go off on a
To a of dreams,
We built it no bucks
So I aimed for the
And tilted my up

Suddenly at
We were the floor,
Having 'em
It 2 lp's
To get a crack in the
Johnny,
But I'm happy of
I talk total thoughts
When I'm tackling
Matter fact, I rap,
Not a cat a Porsche
I'm a of words
backwards and forwards
And I can't get of this feeling,
Blaze the
Up on beach and

Welcome to 2 double o 8
You better up, this ride has no breaks
I'm 'a fang the bitch, till it out the back
Out of control like a off it's tracks

You know god well
Who the house down
the bullshit
And turned the sound
B.e.i, we bring it to basics
And get the whole crowd ape

Well I've slaving for 5 days,
And finally the weekend's
The walls and is on fire,
Now that's what I call Saturday

See if the vibe is
And the is tight
me my brother we gon' eat tonight
And that's a 7 course
For my people in the
If we all share,
I ain't eating mother

I down to the woods
And a look into my soul and
A kaleidoscope of
cooking in my cauldron
In a dark world I fight
the cruel night
my wings,
Take flight moonlight

I'm basking in the sunshine
Of fates soothing
Painting a personal pallet
Of images
I am my editor,
You bet I might be
Jedi on your red eye flight

Direct Billy Walsh,
I'm in charge like the Dalai
Roll my entourage
Johnny drama
Sky a computer of destiny
at the bliss batch,
Booze and Buddha is the

It's a bash,
A barbarian
we all get together
And we get bored
we're clever with the swords,
Looked popped out bitch
stomping through your hood
With knock out shit

Well I've slaving for 5 days,
And the weekend's arrived
The and roof is on fire,
Now that's I call Saturday night

I don't move rock
In a fat
I dope rhymes
Snap in a laptop
80 on the freeway,
Chillin my dj
Hot to
And we with no delay

This is my heart and bra,
My art and
We hold this down
Like Spartan
So god forsake me for my rhyme
But big does tell it on time

the sirens blaring
I rock the Richter
I'm the Aries,
The transmitter

I complain
That you don't know my
And if the case
Then baby let me explain
It be that lumberjack
And Coltrane
Izm in the back,
through the wax,
Doing his

God me
God forsake we do in the hood
God me
God what we do in the hood
God me
God forsake we do in the hood
God me
Big is up to no good

Well been slaving for 5 days,
And finally the weekend's
The walls and is on fire,
Now that's I call Saturday night

x2

~eso x 2:
Put the to the metal,
I'm on level,
You cannot me down
I settle with the devil,
I'm a rebel,
You got to me now