Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

I'm doing (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh)
Damage (uh), Damege (uh), (terror), Motherfucker say WHAT?
(ONE) something's got to
(TWO) got to give
(THREE) something's got to
rrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh...

1]
Sage Francis is out of it. He done switched his
Closet Alcoholics Anonymous, bitch, I alone
knows so I press on..
I go to shows requesting Minor Threat songs
Drunk driving for Exxon. slalom the icebergs
It's smooth sailing til the boat bottom curbs
No problem, but my sight's blurred. Don't serve me
I'll write the words that make this whole world sink
I'm bitter, sweet and sour, shit, I to shower, shit and shave
to the TV and completely out of it these days
I've got a CD. the counterfeit DJs
Who first fronted on our vinyl then bought off EBAY
I'm sick of headwraps...they meditate on
Swing lead bats...to elevate minds
Get back...Emcees fucking righteous
Craig Mack ain't never got his meat lumped like

2:
I am a nightmare walkin', stalkin'
Natalie with a blank tape in my walkman
talkin to myself over cassettes
the essential steps of graphic, telepathic mental sex
Mind fuck me or get the hell off of my head
Suck it up or it out. How's that medicated bed taste?
I replaced the sheets. I love ripping off pillow
Breaking teeth, shoving lip glass in your little
that! "Do you like that?"
"If you had hands to your arms would you fight back?"
I hijacked your school bus
Dismantled ridiculous that supply Gods that you trust
Whose style of living and senseless spending
is
Sage manages bandages on cancerous mannequins
standing in with bananas and candid cameras

Damage (Damage) You know what I'm
(Damage) (Damage) Yeah, do it me! (Every chance I'm doing damage)
on y'all! (Damage) You know the damage (Damage) (SMILE FOR ME! - BRUISE YOUR FACE AND DANCE!)

3]
This music's got abusive roots, hit my face on rough nights
You bruises are cute but, trick, you ain't my blood type
strike the wrong nerve (the way they converse is weak.)
Others write with strong (they can't build the nerve to speak.)
Verbally inept except subjects are expected
Preconceived conversation styles. "That small shit was written kid!"
Caught me. Watch me this bowel movement
You won't hear no "ooohs" or "ahhhs" when I to use no vowels STUPID!"
Thought I was kidding I wasn't, bitch?
Shit is HOT. Plumbers unclog my toilet over mitts
Your mommy I'm dope...there's no pretending I'm not
Put hockey sticks in throat...from the penalty box
Enemies while their girl shows athletic support
Having sex for the of it on basketball courts
my composure when game night is over
and I don't strike a pose...I strike a poseur. DAMAGE

I'm doing Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), (uh)
(uh), Damege (uh), Destruction (terror), Motherfucker say WHAT?
(ONE) It's wrong with me
(TWO) nothing wrong with me
(THREE) nothing wrong with me
RRRAArrrrrggghhhhhhh..

4]
I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your clip
Joe you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick
Fighting queens in the white college scene
Wiping pockets when we make them run their shit like soccer teams
After they're chased with an axe...half of face'll collapse
You ain't it when Non-Prophets dropped bass on wax?
Well, I'm your typical hiphop political
But I'm not wing OR right wing. I'm the middle finger
And Joe's a sick, demented, jaded mind
Who the shit with a nickle-plated 9 MiliMeter
When time to rock SHUT THE FUCK UP
I never had writer's block and Joey's never in a production slump
(Jump, Jump) It's totally it now
(Jump, Jump) Don't listen they say it's not
(Jump, Jump) It always coming down
This is MY house, you don't it? Get the fuck off of my rooftop

(Yeah, yeah, cousin? coming through your area, Non Prophets
Francis on the lyrics, Joe Beats on production
and my man DJ Mek-a-lek on the cut, it!)
(ONE) It's nothing with me
(TWO) It's wrong with me
(THREE) It's nothing with me
rrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh..

I do
everychance I do