Luyện nghe bài hát Great Day

It never really mattered too me
Cause I was too damn old to m.c
All that mattered is if your rhymes was ill
Girl, that's all really mattered to me, oh baby

Looks like it's gonna be a day today
To get fresh air like a stray on a straightaway
Hey you, got a nah, a Bud Light
in the morning, face crud from like a mud fight
Looky here, it's the way the cookie tear
Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Angle rookie year
The rocket scientist, a pocket wine list
even say he might need some puss-psychiatrist
Doom, are you pondering what I'm
Yes, but why would the thing be wandering?
She's a foundling, barely worth fondling
My posse's on raw momma I want to sing
Mad plays the bass the race card
Villain on the to break shards and leave her face scarred
dude, not to prove to be rude
But this stuff is like what you might put on movie
Uh, is jalapenos

Get it like a whuppin' when you at your seniors
Dolla he can overhear the vena
He just came from there, the grass is greener
wish, I wish I had two more wishes
And I wish they fixed the door to the mad fridges
so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches
One this party could use is more
Booze, put in your own shoes
And stay from all those pairs of busted Tims you don't use
He only 'em to decorate
If you wanna peep him a date
And bring a check like checkmate
I kid you not, on the line signed
Ever since a minor, kids considered him kind of Einstein
On a diamond mine grind, she was dumb
But not quite the type that you might want to and dine
find a pen, had to think of a new trick
This one he wrote in blood with a toothpick
On second thought too thick
His assistant "Doom, you sick" he said "True blue acoustics"
Psycho, his flow is drowned in seasoning
With micropower sound and right reasoning
as Pi, three point one four
One more one false move and done for