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 than done)
I wasn't down the mainstream or should I say their team
(Gotta a way)
I wasn't down with the mainstream or I say their team
(Easier said done)
I wasn't down with the or should I say their team
(Gotta a way)

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

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

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The lowest denominators let the arts suffer
The only heart you follow is kill on your car bumper
You're Bunker caught in slumber?
I hope you burn to death with the trends that are hot this
You to hold the breath you're talking under
Until you're close to death and no ones left in the pop you cocksucker
Freedom to choose between and butter
The choice should be between fingernail clippers and cutters
A little something for the tooth of chocolate lovers
candy rappers reproducing 2Pac covers
Biggie Small wonders... makin milk from gutters
The whole pop culture is smothered
Back in the day, NWA made shudder
And 808's replaced drummers
Turn them into job
Foundation crop
You were now you sound faker than Raekwon's stutter
Your whole essence is a stuffer
On Christmas Day I'll open presents with a box cutter
Give away secrets to the of life
While I strike these I'm ignored while I counter-points Bill O'Rielly tries to score
Wipe the floor with your some more
And fight the war with Michael in a Nike store
Battling the general of shit
As petty as it is Das EFX rocked that 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 it the harder they diss
Actors scripts thinking they ought to repent
I'd rather be rich than a whole lot of resent
It's the pitiful public I get from
While I'm 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 clothes were affordable
A scorpio the stinger sticking into singers and tawdry holes
Your flows with an awful show of raw audio
They call me slow to adapt, I FUCK THAT!

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