Luyện nghe bài hát Open Season

would you expect any less from the at the top?
for the beats, beats that go losing any war,
lives in their hands, stringing all the losers up.
while the winners write the history books defeated die
bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting
cold and alone, and disintegrating,
before the hail of there is silence, the pow
i can get with and i can see it all now
it's not funny 'cause when you think you're on the a-tip you
it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i myself too much anyway
it's like when i'm feeling happy i'm jealous of me
you said you didn't my voice so i kept my jaw steeled
well, people say i hold out like a holden
fat mama it was hip automatically
it's too much i shook my spa-spa-spazmatically

i the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again"
i the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again"

don't point that thing at me unless you to use it
bark out to the weakest at the back of the line
it's season on the meek and the useless

but now you're staring out the t.v. with a smile on face
squint, think and squeeze you can see me and the whites of my eyes
predicting all over the place
and we're really sorry for all the we made
but now even if you could eat your own words you'd start a strike
it's easy to us if you keep us all afraid
kick sand up in my face i'm a wheel guard on your dirt bike
the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em all
but the kicker, it doesn't matter
i've got my tongue in my cheek so far it me mute
heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son 'cause these are to live by
now watch me kick in the of the track like my mind was a steel toe boot

i erase the lines you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again"
i erase the lines you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again"
don't point thing at me unless you want to use it
bark out abuses to the weakest at the of the line

it's open season on the meek and the
squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes
the is all about consumption

and anyone and all the people in the street
the is up for discussion
they're pointing fingers and they're discreetly
"who is that what's he done for his homeland?"
all can see him, they know where he's going
he knows their hopes will without the strength of his hand
he feels so damn obvious he must be glowing
he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this and not look back
"i have the answers for the questions been asking me,
i relieve you of the burden of your six figure apathy,
i am the dynamite, i am the glue,
i never underestimate the enemy that's you do
i never the enemy that's what you do
i never the enemy that's what you do

don't point that thing at me unless you to use it

it's season 'cause it's good, good, good.
don't point that thing at me unless you to use it

it's open on the meek and the useless
bark out abuses to the weakest at the of the line
squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the
don't point that thing at me you want to use it
it's open season on the meek and the
squint, think and squeeze you can see me and the whites of my eyes