Luyện nghe bài hát Face Facts

Figured out a time ago,
as it seems don't you know,
Go underground if you the scoop,
'cause the out the loop,

You know I size up my with a couple extra grams,
got a Caddy, I got a V-Dub van,
X rolled a fatty, asked him what's the plan,
He took a hit, blew out his rip, and said, let's the land,

You gotta smoke some weed just a little somthin',
Don't hate me I got the country buzzin',
????, you the crowd be jumpin',
On my product like a chemical combustion,
Real name, Dustin, I spit customs,
A.K.A. D-Loc, little cousin,
Don't be mad, be glad, tell dad,
'cause I be spittin' you never knew I even had,
?? into the sunlights,
Double and got a ticket by a midget,
On a pony, I called him Shorty, he twitchin',
Fingers clickin' while bitchin' and I snapped,
I had a vision, I was leading in the ?? restraints I had the position,
No but kiddin' and I didn't make mess up in your kitchen,
I was dishin' out some and me and Loc we were fishin',
I keep wishin' that ease on up and quit it with your trippin',
Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it that candE flippin',

Let's Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Our Pockets Get Fat,
And We Back, Pimp Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks,

Think you can out smoke me I'm calling you a liar,
'cause my bowl, my I set on fire,
I'm on my with my pouch and my fat JB,
Got ten types of weed, about a pound of each,
No leaves, clipped clean,
But the few hit the bing,
Then my rings, my boy ask him what he need to bring,
I some collar green, some kale, some pot, and some ale,
And that freak we met last night, I think her was uh Michelle,
Ah what the hell, just put out the word any hottie the nerve,
said that he will serve,

Graduated high school in '95,
Started writin' rhymes, low, I'm hard to find,
A kid me, no less, I'm kinda fresh,
the weed took a hit and got blessed,
I'm not the best, flexed on the next,
Daddy X plan a text, not complexed,
I'll it all I got, put the game to a test,
Keep writin' rhymes and forget the rest,

Let's Face Facts, Get Stacked,
Our Pockets Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks,

Oooh damn, there he again,
his cigarettes out the window,
Blowin' fog with sticky indo,
You it comes a dime a dozen,
Flow Snoop, lay it back in the cuttin',
Woo, I think I'll on the brew,
And smoke my buds with the Krew,
The big bad ass, you who,
Well I really can't tell if there's a anymore,
Goin' up or goin' down, the elevator door,
Got the pimped out on the 13th floor,
Black Flag's in my speakers Give Me Some More,
Now a days I stay blazed a ways my brain's crazed,
Gone like those punk days, I'm stackin' chips like lays,
I've been to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills, funny looking pills, million deals,
Three day orgies in the Hills, for reals,
I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on punk rock riffs, smokin' by the cliffs,
And you and your krew's talking "What If's",

Face Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Dime Sacks,

All this talk of blazed reminds me of reggae sundays,
Lazy dread and sweaters bust, the District lord was a must,
Burnin' to ?? hittin' little Jamacia's rockin' record shops,
??? in stock and ?? eating ???,

All talk of gettin' blazed reminds me of punk rock ways,
Babylon could rock our boat ???,
what's really goin' on life too short to be a victim,
If you like what you got, respond,
When time has come to make a down to you to come up and prove,
It's to make a change so chose,

Let's Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Dime Sacks.