Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

My style is triple, quadruple, for M.C.'s
I make 'em huff 'n like mufflers for Meineke
Human exhaust, you wanna lost ?
plus Exxon ride brains like Alain Prost
M.C. clowns, I blaze
I dragwheel skulls, with speed 'n dust cloud
All you monkeys, donkeys, junkies
I'm strictly T-rex, 'n my rap crunch, see
The jive 'n babble, throw heavy
plus the bubbles plus the flavor like Snapple
All you so-called rebels metal cattle
horses got force but I simply tame with saddle
Hunt a stunt like 'Red October', crossin' over
Oops ! scud scrub ? makes pulver
The music hits, fierce it is
Check the brothers in the crowd that
Good

Industry check to mac, and wanna me
I kick against untamed like wild pony
So holy like tony, attract Coney Island
My style man, don't need no master,
Test a prankster gangster like a Gat much
Get the aid, kid crunch hard knock
I sport more techniques than Fort Knox
Sort of - Glock - automatic on the static
- plastic?- you stay ready with the casket
I throw a style, freak wants to it
It's mega fab, makes your hottie cheer
I crush M.C. jaws who oughta be
And drop the - on the quitter
The survival-rival gets
fitter
Worldwide you get served like cheese
More force than a sexual
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 step now, but Rep now
I flavor like I was Wes Craven
People under my stairs steal raven
Black with beaks wanna croak when to
Some shitty beat, you gotta be jokin' too
The enforcer, rhythm courser
I 'spect you to respect with the force, of course oh !
give me the lip
Like he that he could
I frown on bullshit like my name was eastwood
You come with fronts, 'n poses
I welcome you to my
Like my name was guns 'n
I the sound, you check the sound
You got to be down, you got to be down, like me, Charlie Brown
Saying good