Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

I my momma don't understand me
Daddy never cared
Fuck the
I've failed test
I guess just ain't fair
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 rock the

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

I said my don't understand me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed test
I guess life just ain't
A preacher man done told me, said your ways you 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 heard because we the truth
Yo we miss Rob in the DJ booth
And that's the truth, that's the roots
We Rob Harris 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 in the morning then I'm A-OK
I two joints in the morning
Get the then I mix the OJ, ok

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

I'm D-Loc I puffs all the
Never have herbs 'cause I'm broke
Never had a job, never will
That's Saint Dog, we da kings of the hill
I'm Saint Dog never me trippin'
Never gun grippin', always 40
Anarchy is the life of me, give me booze, blunts,
And tap all three
I got a German glow with an flow
You're red in the face 'cause I your hoe
So what now bro? You we told ya so
We got game 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 the tracks that are funky
If you really must know I grow my bud skunky

I said my don't understand me, Daddy never really cared
Fuck the rest, I've failed their
I guess life just ain't
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