Luyện nghe bài hát Blamegame

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

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So here's another one to get of...do it Ja!(?)

So put your hand up if you the Juice Crew
don't make em' like they used to
This supposed to be the new
Your are aimless, songs are nameless
How long you been
I claim this region 200 hundred-mile
Twin Cities' RhymeSayers got the tastiest
And you can hate me, part of the territory
As long as you know it's to ignore me
middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs
The fights fist(?), might as well just pictures of Slug
And out your own life to the fullest
Why you starin' at my feet when standin' in this bullshit?
You could never how to ride a bike without balance
So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without
Go get brakes looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat
Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, took that!
Father knows best, but Father knows
But needs love, a back rub, and some rest
he could use a good home cooked meal
Been burnin' both ends he broke the seal
Up, up and away, him take off
Give a little hell and quit the day job
And ignite the sunlight, to write about life
face(?), break the fear, and you're here till the plight(?)

And I that I had something to say
could wipe that smile right off of your 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 they own it
Wearin' a face that they should save for opponents
With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to
Either way I've arrived to bless this place my vibe
Yeah right, my ain't even cool
I sit in the and drink until I slur 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 hard to hide a card when you wear a short sleeve
Force feed what I've got when they not
Tryin' to replace everything they ripped off from me
Below the tummy, and choke the theory
Beat the point dead until these folks hear me
it all simple, a simplistic intricate(?)
Rebuild the robots with little hands and finger
Reprogram, a world full of jams
Grab the and clutch it tight with both hands
Why go ??
Anyone that this fall off(?) can suck my balls off
I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm still here, here
Same spot that I when you first woke up
The same guy that the mic and made your girl wanna fuck
The MC still runnin' on an empty tank of luck

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

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