Luyện nghe bài hát Put on a Record

[Hook] {Old sample}
"Think put on a record" {X4}

Put on a
Think put on a record
Think I'll put on a
Let it spin again, again, again,
Then
Put on a
Think I'll put on a
Think put on a record
the end, the end, the end, the end, the end.
1]
Think I'ma put on a record, you wanna recognise
I'm a wrecking ball, a site recollect the vibe
Excercise CD's, put it in your and drive
freedom, might not be a second time
Petrified as the pressure rise like the price
I'm the next in line Bin Laden's fifty second wife
inside the mind, mine so electrifying
Check the time, dropping biters than insecticide
A Dr Jekyll behind the mind of Hyde
Can't turn a blind eye Alqueda buying dynamite
Still tryna write, still tryna the time
When you the line - meet more dicks than a virgina's life
A silent night, when I recite a line my lips
The in my family like Lionel Richie
A nineteen sixty transfixing
Rise the sick from the cemetery, the only is.

Hear the DJ the track
Come back around a winner's lap
Never would you wanna get of that
Rewind that shit, yep it back
the DJ spin the track
A diplomat
Kicking back, gin or Jacks
Rewind that shit and it back

Just let it play, feel vibrations through your
Dieing to stay the highest like you were Brazil's murder
all you nerd and hating sherminators
Percolated coffee, rock at night in this age
Turn the page still unpaid, I'm paid in clips
The pain of being played while I'm praying to the
The turntablist razor blood
cutting quicker than Vadar did to his own son
Run with like goldilocks holding the rock
And me and rap we rap together Holden and Brock, what?
It's the music, it makes your move with the wind
than a little you with some voodoo pins
So we

3]
Imprisoned in song's composition
A vision with every listen the can picture
a situation, some over rated/over played like
Some play lead off the stage like Ray is (BOOOOOO)
the same play, the same the shit on TV
What yah gonna watch you're lost in repeats
Knee deep in see, monkey do
Now we up to the month of June, up with you? Nothing new
Proven is short, fuck it man what's mine is yours
Wise words from a dinosaur, still feels ninety four
Vinyl out all the memories you swallowed in
Riders of the given life to Jim Morrison
Coroners report walking around the corodor
A common law bumping Mortar Graphic
If a graffers bombing or running from an under cover's
When you're home there's that you want more than


[Hook]
"Put on a
Think I'll fix myself some
Frozen egg or spagetti from a can"