Luyện nghe bài hát Mainstream 307 (Non Prophets)

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

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

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

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The common denominators let the arts suffer
The only heart you follow is kill on your car bumper
You're Archie caught in slumber?
I hope you burn to death with the that are hot this summer
You need to the breath you're talking under
Until you're close to and no ones left in the pop culture you cocksucker
Freedom to choose between margarine and
The choice be between fingernail clippers and lock cutters
A something for the sweet tooth of chocolate lovers
Besides candy reproducing 2Pac covers
Biggie Small wonders... makin milk from robotic
The whole motherfucking pop is smothered
Back in the day, NWA cops shudder
And 808's rock drummers
Turn them job hunters
crop dusters
You were chillin' now you sound faker than stutter
whole essence is a stocking stuffer
On Day I'll open your presents with a box cutter
Give away to the keys of life
While I strike these chords I'm while I counter-points Bill O'Rielly tries to score
Wipe the floor your psyche some more
And fight the war with Michael Moore in a Nike
Battling the consensus of shit
As petty as it is Das EFX that band aid ten years before Nelly did

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I don't wanna be famous like the artists on playlist
The more emotion I put into it the they diss
Actors scripts thinking they ought to repent
I'd rather be than have a whole lot of resent
It's the pitiful public I get from
I'm busting dope lines I'm misquoted
And you think I wrote it
For all you know it's all for the
I fought off a O
And bought the that were affordable
A scorpio with the stinger sticking into singers and tawdry
chorus flows with an awful show of raw audio
They me slow to adapt, I said FUCK THAT!

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