Luyện nghe bài hát Blamegame

Yo yo yo...
I wish that I had to say
That could wipe that smile right off of face
Here take my hand pretend you my man
Blame it all on the game, blame it all on the

?? is a thing we love
So here's another one to get of...do it Ja!(?)

So put hand up if you remember the Juice Crew
They don't make em' like used to
This to be the new school?
Your guns are aimless, are nameless
How long you famous?
I claim this region 200 radius
Twin Cities' flavors RhymeSayers got the
And you can hate me, part of the territory
As long as you know it's impossible to me
>From fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs
The fist(?), might as well just take pictures of Slug
And out your own life to the fullest
Why you starin' at my feet when you're standin' in this
You could learn how to ride a bike without balance
So what's the of trying to grab the mic without talent
Go get your looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat
Wanna be the greatest? Too late, already took that!
Father best, but Father knows stress
But Father needs love, a back rub, and some
Damn he could use a good home cooked
Been burnin' both ends since he the seal
Up, up and away, him take off
Give himself a hell and quit the day job
And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to about life
About face(?), break the fear, and you're here the plight(?)

And I wish I had something to say
That could wipe that smile right off of face
Here take my hand pretend you know my
And it all on the game, blame it all on the game

Cat's be walkin' into the spot like own it
Wearin' a face that they save for they opponents
With the tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to drive
Either way I've arrived to this place with my vibe
Yeah right, my vibe ain't cool
I sit in the corner and drink until I and drool
The t-shirt says pool, not people
Kill time, not life, the mic and let the beat go
(Beat go beat go go)
But good for me,
It's to hide a magic card when you wear a short sleeve
feed what I've got when they not hungry
Tryin' to replace everything that ripped off from me
Below the tummy, and the dummy theory
Beat the point dead until these folks me clearly
Keep it all simple, a intricate(?)
Rebuild the robots with little hands and finger
Reprogram, a world of slow jams
Grab the prize and clutch it tight with hands
Why go ??
Anyone that calls this fall off(?) can my balls off
I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm here, right here
Same spot that I stood when you first up
The guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl wanna fuck
The same MC still on an empty tank of luck

And I that I had something to say
That could wipe that smile right off of your
Here take my hand, pretend you my name
And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the
And I wish I had something to say
That could wipe that right off of your face
Come take my hand, pretend you know..know..know
it all on the game (Blame it all on the game) [x10]

Because of the beats rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)