Luyện nghe bài hát Stop, Look, Listen, Live

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

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

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

2
You pass judgment?
a judge
Cos u know shit about whether there's a smudge
On my
My
Or even my
You don't know
I don't rob houses
Someone robbed car?
me
The fuck would I with 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 looks to yourselves
If all done wrong
were all going to hell
Don't need judgement up here as
So listen to my story as you up the cell
You're as bad as me so ill see u in hell
I don't pretend I'm an angel as well
So ill go and get pissed and kick off a scrote
And I'll see you in court your vote