Luyện nghe bài hát Blamegame

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

?? is a thing that we
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' like they to
This to be the new school?
Your guns are aimless, are nameless
How you been famous?
I claim this region 200 hundred-mile
Twin Cities' RhymeSayers got the tastiest
And you can hate me, it's of the territory
As long as you know it's impossible to me
middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs
The fights fist(?), might as just take pictures of Slug
And out your own life to the fullest
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 the mic without talent
Go get your brakes looked at, you fuckin' hood rat
Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, took that!
Father best, but Father knows stress
But Father love, a back rub, and some rest
Damn he could use a good home meal
Been burnin' both ends since he broke the
Up, up and away, watch him off
Give a little hell and quit the day job
And the sunlight, tryin' to write about life
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 walkin' into the spot they own it
Wearin' a face that they should save for they
With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too to drive
Either way I've arrived to bless this place my vibe
Yeah right, my vibe ain't cool
I sit in the and drink until I slur and drool
The says shoot pool, not people
Kill time, not life, grab the mic and let the go
(Beat go go beat go)
But that's for me,
It's hard to a magic card when you wear a short sleeve
Force feed what I've got when not hungry
Tryin' to replace everything that they off from me
Below the tummy, and choke the theory
Beat the point dead until these folks me clearly
Keep it all simple, a intricate(?)
Rebuild the robots with hands and finger tips
Reprogram, a full of slow jams
Grab the prize and it tight with both hands
Why go ??
Anyone calls this fall off(?) can suck my balls off
I ain't nowhere, I'm still here, right here
Same spot that I stood when you 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 that I had something to say
That could wipe smile right off of your face
Here take my hand, 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 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 beats rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)