Luyện nghe bài hát No Definition

(Chorus)
I apologize if I'm not doing everything that you got in
But if you get it through your head that I'm out of
Then maybe you could understand just what I define, and you're out of time.

(Verse 1)

Uh I ain't changing.
Look around, how could you blame
The same kid that came from a city with some and there's no love anywhere
Kids keep of the good life, getting it.
And it's the hard
I saw stars start falling, wondered if the sky was
I my mind but the time is flying.

See flow, I fly on a regular basis to say I'm on top.
They see confidence in me, but they see me again and they me to drop.
I can't. I ain't never gonna change. Ima myself. I'd be me and do it my way.
They want me to differ, paint me a picture and they tell me how I am supposed to define myself.
I'm in circles to myself.

(Chorus x2)

(Verse 2)

Yeah, you can never stop me, never me cause you're out of time.
And you must be if you thinking that I'm out of time.
Everything I write, you can recite it cause what I define.
I know you like it cause out of time.

What you would happen if no one had ever imagined?
Freedom of the mind, your mind when you're acting on the mic or rappin' if you like to call it that.
you gone no crawling back.
Punk's gonna heart attacks once they gon' see where we gon' take it.
Friendships, they gonna it.
So no hp3 that weed we'll blow it in their faces.
But face it, they will never learn.
Our spot they never earn.
Haters you can all go to hell and forever burn.

(Chorus x2)

It seems that you are out of and it's mine.
And Ima everything, read the sign.
I put in every line.
And is my time.
So on, please,
Listen close peeps, come here closely.
This beat's my destination, and I'm approaching.
You should've did what you didn't, so you didn't finish, now I'm what you didn't.
Now I'm writing, but I'll finish what you written.
So uhm please, give me one minute to tell you how I when I go ill when I'm just spiting.
So I don't understand how my will doesn't get printed in your vision.

Manson]
Don't break, don't break my (I'm a menace)
And I won't break your heart glasses.
Little girl, little you should close your eyes
That blue is getting me (and making me low).

Don't break, break my heart,
And I won't your heart shaped glasses.
Little girl, little girl you close your eyes
That blue is getting me and making me low.
(Marilyn Manson, up man?)