Luyện nghe bài hát Obese Lowlifes

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

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

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

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