Luyện nghe bài hát Blamegame

Yo yo yo...
I wish I had something 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 that we love
So another one to get jealous of...do it Ja!(?)

So put your up if you remember the Juice Crew
They don't make em' like they to
This to be the new school?
Your guns are aimless, are nameless
How long you famous?
I this region 200 hundred-mile radius
Twin Cities' flavors got the tastiest
And you can me, it's part of the territory
As long as you it's impossible to ignore me
middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs
The fights fist(?), might as well just take pictures of
And live out your own life to the
Why you at my feet when you're standin' in this bullshit?
You never learn 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
be the basement's greatest? Too late, already took that!
Father best, but Father knows stress
But Father needs love, a back rub, and some
he could use a good home cooked meal
Been both ends since he broke the seal
Up, up and away, watch him off
Give himself a hell and quit the day job
And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to write about
face(?), break the fear, and you're here till the plight(?)

And I that 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 they own it
Wearin' a face that they save for they opponents
With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to
Either way I've arrived to bless this place with my
right, my vibe ain't even cool
I sit in the and drink until I slur and drool
The t-shirt says shoot pool, not
Kill time, not life, grab the mic and let the go
(Beat go go beat go)
But good for me,
hard to hide a magic card when you wear a short sleeve
Force feed what got when they not hungry
Tryin' to replace that they 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 little hands and finger tips
Reprogram, a world of slow jams
the prize and clutch it tight with both hands
Why go ??
Anyone that calls this off(?) can suck my balls off
I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm here, right here
Same spot I stood when you first woke up
The same guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl wanna
The same MC still runnin' on an empty of luck

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

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