Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

My is triple, quadruple, damage for M.C.'s
I make 'em huff 'n puff mufflers for Meineke
exhaust, you wanna g-get lost ?
Rhymes plus Exxon ride brains like Alain
M.C. clowns, I blaze
I dragwheel skulls, leave with speed 'n dust
All you monkeys, donkeys, alternative
I'm T-rex, 'n my rap just crunch, see
The 'n babble, throw heavy scrabble
Sparkles plus the bubbles plus the flavor Snapple
All you so-called heavy metal cattle
Some horses got force but I simply tame with
a stunt like 'Red October', ain't crossin' over
Oops ! scud scrub ? patriot makes
The music hits, that it is
Check the brothers in the that 'hiss'
grief

Industry to mac, and wanna know me
I kick against control untamed like wild
So holy like tony, like Coney Island
My style man, don't need no master,
Test a prankster like a Gat much faster
Get the band aid, kid crunch hard
I more techniques confidential than Fort Knox
Sort of tool - Glock - automatic on the
Synthetic - you stay ready with the casket
I throw a style, wants to test it
It's mega fab, makes your hottie cheer
I M.C. jaws who oughta be chandelier
And drop the - on the quitter
The survival-rival gets
fitter
Worldwide you get served like cheese
More force than a intercourse
So M.C.'s !
amaze - keep 'em all in a daze
With the funk blaze
Good

One time for mind now, as I climb now
Step by now, but Wagga Rep now
I write flavor like I was Wes
People under my steal like raven
with beaks wanna croak when spoken to
Some nonsense beat, you gotta be jokin' too
The rhyme enforcer, rhythm
I you to respect with the force, well of course oh !
give me the lip
Like he thought he could
I frown on bullshit my name was clint eastwood
You come fronts, stunts 'n poses
I welcome you to my
Like my was guns 'n roses
I the sound, you check the sound
You got to be down, you got to be down, like me, like Charlie
good grief