Luyện nghe bài hát Woodstock 2008

Gonna bring out the gorilla in me

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

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

Suddenly at
We packing the floor,
Having 'em
It 2 lp's
To get a in the door
Johnny,
But I'm of course
I talk total thoughts
When I'm tours
Matter fact, I rap,
Not a cat a Porsche
I'm a of words
Whirling and forwards
And I get enough of this feeling,
Blaze the
Up on this and

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

You know god well
Who burnt the down
Buried the
And turned the sound
B.e.i, we bring it back to
And get the whole crowd ape

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

See if the is right
And the is tight
Trust me my we gon' eat tonight
And that's a 7 meal
For my in the gutter
If we all share,
I eating mother fucker

I went to the woods
And took a into my soul and
A kaleidoscope of
Started cooking in my
In a dark world I fight
Through the night
my wings,
Take into moonlight

I'm basking in the sunshine
Of fates innocence
with a personal pallet
Of moving
I am my editor,
You bet I be that
Jedi on your red eye flight

Direct like Walsh,
I'm in charge like the Dalai
with my entourage
Like drama
Sky surf a computer of
at the bliss batch,
Booze and is the recipe

a baboon bash,
A barbarian
we all get together
And we get bored
Yeah we're with the swords,
Looked what popped out
Came stomping through hood
With this out shit

Well I've been for 5 days,
And finally the arrived
The walls and is on fire,
Now what I call Saturday night

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

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

With the sirens
I the damn Richter
I'm the Aries,
The transmitter

I complain
you don't know my name
And if the case
Then baby please let me
It be lumberjack Macka
And Coltrane
Izm in the back,
Digging the wax,
his thing

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

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

x2

~eso x 2:
Put the to the metal,
I'm on level,
You bring me down
I settle with the devil,
I'm a rebel,
You got to me now