Luyện nghe bài hát Stop, Look, Listen, Live

1
At wait till I do something wrong
I mean I ain't driving as I'm writing this song
But you jump on my back as if I'm something wrong
All the time while I I must be smoking a bong
Whilst robbing a shop a cop
And we mustn't forget loading my
When I down the street I must be loaded on rock
And a stock to sell to the block

But u know fuck off
I don't need your
I don't need your prying eyes and I don't need lip
I don't need u pushing me so get over it
So don't be so jealous and don't be a prick

I don't this fuck off
Ain't my problem that your wife don't u off
And I ain't scared of you calling the
Cos I ain't done shit wrong and they'll let me off

2
You pass judgment?
a judge
Cos u don't know shit about there's a smudge
On my
My
Or even my
You don't know
Like I rob houses
Someone robbed your
me
The fuck would I want a corsa from 93?
Sucks to be you but its to be me
Try not to be and say what you see

3
So keep the dirty to yourselves
If all done wrong
were all going to hell
Don't judgement up here as well
So listen to my story as you up the cell
You're just as bad as me so ill see u in
Least I don't pretend I'm an angel as
So ill go and get pissed and kick off with a
And I'll see you in court your vote