Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

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

would die for, cry for, but not spy for
i still got the same type of even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really love your
the only fukks i are bitches 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 em around like u just don't care

there goes the 1 - 2 - 3 -
i make it happen, i make them phoney stop their crap
i let my dogs do the freak and put city on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, like p e and
i "bring the noise" snd press it on a black of wax
give me a grin when you see me 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 mothers title me
and daddies want to me but like spike lee
i'm doin' the thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their and leave 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 don 't care

u just don 't care