Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

brompton city bashin', car crashin', bong
it's the alcohol white trash kid.
the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung
shout outs and respect to the where i'm coming from.
so here me run again, to the finish,
no for loosin', no time for cruisin'
a champion's got to keep on movin'
like soul 2 soul, i'm back to life for real 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
free to the dom is still the only thing I for

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

and if you feel me put your 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

goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i make it happen, i make them phoney stop their crap
i let my do the freak and put brompton 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 piece of wax
give me a grin when you see me you by
i'm not fly for a white but for a 4lyn-guy
i'm smooth the butt of a babe
and well known for all the panic that i create i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers me
and want to fight me but like spike lee
i'm doin' the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm a blunt
i'm them daughters in their butts 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

like u don 't care