Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

I said my momma understand me
Daddy never really
Fuck the
I've their test
I guess life just ain't
A preacher man done told me, said ways you better change
But forgive me man, I got a mic in my
And it's my time to the stage

One in a million, a in one
A stoner reeking havoc, but I carry a gun
Only a microphone so I can the stage
Don't got a beeper But I gots to page up some dope ass lyrics
From my
out the officer on my probation
Bustin' caps in the of this generation
I flip this phat verse no hesitation
My bro Mad Dog, the bay psycho, got the bomb sugar bud
Goin' cycle, the dank of the dankest don't get no sweeter
My boy ain't a motherfuckin' tweaker
He's a ganja man, the way it goes
2 turntables always at shows
Hey Bobby B, how does bud grow?
Shhh....That's on the low

I said my momma don't me, Daddy never really cared
the rest, I've failed their test
I guess life just fair
A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better
But forgive me man, I got a mic in my
And my time to rock the stage, misunderstood

Kottonmouth made of horny devils, psycho rebels
Bitch turn up the
We wanna be because we speak the truth
Yo we miss Rob Harris in the DJ
And the truth, 'cause that's the roots
We Rob Harris in the DJ booth
Yo all I'm kid is the freedom of speech
A to blaze, a freedom to reach
New are a high away
2 joints in the morning I'm A-OK
I smoke two in the morning
Get the vodka I mix the OJ, ok

I said my momma don't me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed their
I life just ain't fair
A man done told me, said your ways you better change
But forgive me man, I got a mic in my
And it's my time to the stage

I'm I puffs all the smoke
have herbs 'cause I'm always broke
Never had a job, probably never
That's right Saint Dog, we da kings of the
I'm Dog never find me trippin'
Never gun grippin', always 40
Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts,
And I'll tap all
I got a German with an irie flow
You're red in the face 'cause I bucked hoe
So what now You know we told ya so
We got more game L.A.'s got blow
Yo my boy D-Loc got ears like a
My boy Saint Dog is a hip-hop
DJ Bobby B the tracks that are funky
If you really must know I grow my bud skunky

I my momma don't understand me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've their test
I guess life just fair
A man done told me, said your ways you better change
But forgive me man, I got a mic in my
And my time to rock the stage