Luyện nghe bài hát Mainstream 307 (Non Prophets)

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Then one day it all on me yo
I wasn't down the mainstream or should I say their team
(Easier than done)
I wasn't with the mainstream or should I say their team
(Gotta a way)
I wasn't down with the mainstream or should I say team
(Easier than done)
I wasn't with the mainstream or should I say their team
(Gotta a way)

Waste
Sad to see you go the way you do
Today you're through yesterday's truth
You better for the forward actions
As for past friends, all lost in the holocaust
Of thoughts in a caption
Unlucrative talents that used to give balance when you had to with two abusive parents
away create expenses for yourself
I you're sensitive for the negative effects felt day to day
Cash in your weekly pay checks
Remember when you free?
I you at your apex
Don't tell me you're in a better place just 'cause the rent is
Spent fuel on retirement now you don't where the fire went
away, the future is charcoal
Everything you make is reduced to a

Everyone mistakes, pain do's is a lost
Going place to faking moves on your car's sold
Going gold with a fool's
I'd rather be a with a heart of gold
Lose my breaks and my truth till tomorrow
when I'd hate if my beautiful scar showed?

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The lowest common denominators let the arts
The only heart you is road kill on your car bumper
You're Archie caught in slumber?
I hope you burn to death the trends that are hot this summer
You need to the breath you're talking under
Until you're close to death and no ones left in the pop you cocksucker
to choose between margarine and butter
The choice should be between fingernail and lock cutters
A little something for the sweet of chocolate lovers
Besides candy rappers reproducing 2Pac
Biggie wonders... makin milk from robotic gutters
The whole motherfucking pop is smothered
in the day, NWA made cops shudder
And replaced rock drummers
Turn into job hunters
Foundation dusters
You were chillin' now you sound faker than stutter
whole essence is a stocking stuffer
On Christmas Day I'll your presents with a box cutter
Give secrets to the keys of life
While I strike these chords I'm ignored while I counter-points Bill O'Rielly tries to
Wipe the floor with your psyche some
And fight the war with Michael Moore in a store
Battling the consensus of shit
As petty as it is Das EFX rocked that band aid ten years before did

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I don't wanna be famous like the artists on your
The emotion I put into it the harder they diss
Actors with scripts thinking they to repent
I'd rather be than have a whole lot of resent
It's the pitiful public I get rush
While I'm busting dope I'm misquoted
And you might I wrote it
For all you it's all for the dough
I off a forty O
And bought the that were affordable
A scorpio with the stinger into singers and tawdry holes
Your chorus flows an awful show of raw audio
They call me slow to adapt, I said THAT!

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