Luyện nghe bài hát Mainstream 307 (Non Prophets)

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

Waste
Sad to see you go the way you do
Today through with yesterday's truth
You know better for the forward
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 live two abusive parents
away create expenses for yourself
I know you're sensitive for the negative felt day to day
Cash in your weekly pay checks
Remember when you were
I seen you at your
Don't tell me you're in a better place just 'cause the rent is
Spent fuel on retirement now you know where the fire went
away, the future is charcoal
Everything you make is to a barcode

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

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

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I don't wanna be famous the artists on your playlist
The more emotion I put into it the harder diss
Actors scripts thinking they ought to repent
I'd rather be rich than a whole lot of resent
It's the pitiful I get rush 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 off a forty O
And bought the clothes that affordable
A scorpio with the stinger sticking into singers and holes
Your chorus flows with an awful of raw audio
They call me slow to adapt, I FUCK THAT!

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