Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

I said my momma understand me
Daddy really cared
Fuck the
I've failed test
I guess life ain't fair
A preacher man done told me, said your ways you better
But me man, I got a mic in my hand
And it's my time to the stage

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

I said my momma understand me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed their
I guess life ain't fair
A preacher man done told me, your ways you better change
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 that's the truth, 'cause the roots
We miss Rob in the DJ booth
Yo all I'm sayin' kid is the of speech
A freedom to blaze, a freedom to
New plateaus are a high
2 joints in the then I'm A-OK
I two joints in the morning
Get the then I mix the OJ, ok

I said my don't understand me, Daddy never really cared
the rest, I've failed their test
I guess life ain't fair
A preacher man done told me, said your you better change
But me man, I got a mic in my hand
And it's my time to rock the

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

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