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,
taking lives in their hands, all the losers up.
while the winners the history books defeated die poor
bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting
cold and alone, and disintegrating,
the hail of bullets there is silence, the pow
i can get with and i can see it all now
it's not funny 'cause you think you're on the a-tip you slip
it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself too anyway
it's like when i'm feeling happy then i'm of me
you said you like my voice so i kept my jaw steeled
well, people say i hold out like a caulfield
fat cass it was hip automatically
it's too i shook my head spa-spa-spazmatically

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

point that thing at me unless you want to use it
bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the
it's season on the meek and the useless

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

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"
point that 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 and the useless
squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes
the undeniable is all consumption

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

point that thing at me unless you want to use it

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

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

bark out to the weakest at the back of the line
don't point that at me unless you want to use it
it's season on the meek and the useless
squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes