Luyện nghe bài hát Obese Lowlifes

Verse 1 -
I'm the one to bring the funk although my armpit's not stinking,
And I'm known to hold flows the glass you drop drinking,
crude man I started of limping,
Plus I rock a like I know the art of parking lot pimping yeah,
You know of Mys, the one whose flow's crazy,
And is so gravy that it should with a bowl of rice,
The MBS the Hilltop Hoods,
Make B-Boys and Girls break than real soft wood, let's go.

Verse 2 -
I hit on a girl, at least with no hand,
are like serving time but time waits on no man,
Got nothing on so I spread love on the rhythm,
And get you out seat quicker than corrupt politicians,
And I'm on the brink, man it me stop and think,
I don't drink till I drop cos I think I might my drink,
Think you're more, us? We believe in war,
me your nothing I aint seen before.

Verse 3 -
With one pen too to overextend,
In dreamland freedom starting again,
With foresight on the magic of life,
And five fingers plus a mic make shit, Braintax,
Fuck Blair like I hate George Bush,
Another seven day week, you ready for the
Through the million stories that you can't write down,
Start again the top, come on people bounce.

4 - Suffa
Man all pollies in power are cowards so it's only fair,
I hate John Howard like I hate Tony Blair,
And I croon like Bennet in a rental tux,
cuts, with the Brando Flux and Mys Diggy,
No one's as fly as kings,
I'll leave you beside like Siamese twins,
We're so deep, so nice, so of promise,
But obese, lowlifes man what would want us?
We're like some up bombers out storming the yard,
We're going like a junkie out pawning his car,
is the core of the art, and it's all from the heart,
This put your life together when it's falling apart.