Luyện nghe bài hát Blamegame

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

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

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

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

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

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

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