Luyện nghe bài hát My Bag

Hey I was my bag
Through a 20 storey non stop snow
Pirrelli calender wrestling in body lotion
My head's with poetry and prose
Excuse me one moment whilst I my nose
Me and my thing are just about as close as can be
We gave up at the age of 17
My world's bigger as my eyesight gets worse
I can't see the on my idiot board
What love?
I don't let that in my house
This is the glamorous life there's no time for around
Lord have mercy I what I'm doing
I don't an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
It's my problem it's nothing I can't with
I'm not chasing anything just baby
What's bag?
Hundred million jam
Got traffic yessir in my nose
Motorcycle cops burning up my dust roads
My baby me heck ain`t that a shame
She's in the corner with my new best friend
I'm doing fine with my and wine
And meet me in the john meet me in the john john
Lord have
...what's bag?
Spin spin whisky and gin I for my art
Bartender I got wild mushrooms in my yard
Fix me a quart of petrol clams on the shell
Feels like prohibition baby me the hard sell
More give me more give me more more
I'm yes man yes maam I'm your yes man
have mercy...