Luyện nghe bài hát Put on a Record

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

Put on a
Think put on a record
Think I'll put on a
Let it again, again, again, again
Then
Put on a
Think put on a record
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, wreck a recollect the vibe
CD's, put it in your deck and drive
Jeopardise freedom, might not be a second
Petrified as the pressure rise like the petrol
I'm the next in line Bin Laden's fifty second wife
Step the mind, mine so electrifying
Check the time, dropping biters quicker than
A Dr Jekyll hiding behind the mind of
Can't turn a blind eye Alqueda buying dynamite
Still tryna write, still find the time
When you the line - meet more dicks than a virgina's life
A silent night, when I a line my lips bleed
The darkest in my family Lionel Richie
A sixty transfixing melody
Rise the from the cemetery, the only remedy is.

Hear the DJ spin the
Come around like a winner's lap
would you wanna get sick of that
Rewind shit, yep bring it back
Hear the DJ spin the
A cinematic
Kicking back, gin or Jacks
Rewind that shit and bring it

Just let it play, feel vibrations your vertebrae
Dieing to the highest like you were Brazil's murder rate
Exterminate all you and hating sherminators
Percolated coffee, at night in this nocturnal age
Turn the page still unpaid, I'm paid in clips
The pain of being while I'm praying to the plagiarist
The razor blade blood
quicker than Darth Vadar did to his own son
Run with hunger goldilocks holding the rock
And me and rap we rap like Holden and Brock, what?
It's the music, it makes your mood with the wind
Quicker than a little you with some pins
So we

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


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