Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

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

1]
Sage Francis is out of it. He done his tone
Closet Alcoholics Anonymous, bitch, I alone
Nobody so I press on..
I go to Fugazi shows requesting Minor songs
driving for Exxon. Don't slalom the icebergs
It's smooth til the boat bottom bites curbs
No problem, but my sight's blurred. Don't serve me
Because I'll write the words that make this whole world
I'm bitter, sweet and sour, shit, I need to shower, and shave
to the TV and completely out of it these days
I've got a CD. Fuck the DJs
Who first fronted on our vinyl then bought off EBAY
I'm of headwraps...they meditate on rhymes
Swing lead bats...to their minds
Get back...Emcees ain't righteous
Craig ain't never got his meat lumped like this

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

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

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

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

4]
I enter your honey dip, strip ends from your money clip
Joe Beats you to with the shit end of his ugly stick
Fighting drama in the white college scene
Wiping pockets clean when we make them run their shit like soccer
After they're chased with an axe...half of their collapse
You ain't copped it when Non-Prophets dropped on wax?
Well, I'm typical hiphop political figure
But I'm not wing OR right wing. I'm the middle finger
And Joe's a sick, demented, mind reader
Who shoots the shit a nickle-plated 9 MiliMeter
When time to rock SHUT THE FUCK UP
I never had writer's and Joey's never been in a production slump
(Jump, Jump) It's worth it now
(Jump, Jump) listen when 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, we're Non
Sage Francis on the lyrics, Joe on production
and my man DJ on the cut, bring it!)
(ONE) nothing wrong with me
(TWO) nothing wrong with me
(THREE) It's nothing wrong me
rrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh..

I do
everychance I do