Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton city bashin', car crashin', bong
it's the abusin' white trash kid.
with the mad vocalism, from the top of my lung
shout outs and respect to the place where i'm from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin', no for cruisin'
''cause a champion's got to on movin'
like soul 2 soul, i'm to life for real still a mc
with lots of love for my wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
from thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to pick up the mic and say what the fukk i was for
free to the dom is still the thing I star for

would die for, cry for, but not spy for
i still got the type of respect even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i love your bitchness
the only fukks i disrespect are in the music-business.

and if you feel me put hands up ,(hands in da sky)
and if you me put em high,(put em high)...
push 4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don't

there goes the 1 - 2 - 3 -
i make it happen, i them phoney rappers stop their crap
i let my dogs do the freak and put brompton on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, like p e and
i "bring the noise" snd press it on a piece of wax
me a grin when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a but for a 4lyn-guy
i'm smooth the butt of a babe
and known for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers me
and daddies want to fight me but like lee
i'm doin' the right thing, a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their butts and this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what'cha me to do?
(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Shit!"
right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

like u just don 't

like u don 't care