Luyện nghe bài hát The Nosebleed Section

For my people in the (front)
In the Nosebleed (section)

This is for the heads loving the mix,
My in the front, all covered in spit,
Batters in the box (uh), to pitch,(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in bitch,
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't us,
We and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us,
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if your flavour),
flavour, come get drunk with us,(wooooo!)
This turned out nothing like
I had planned, (why not?)
By now I had some land,
money in my hand, round about fifty grand,
But I got nothing (nothin), I rhymes on the bus,
I keep (sufferin); fuck the lines of the dust,
You keep sniffing, that is for the punk hoes (wooaah!),
shit is for my bros, my people in the front row.

You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the in the front row,
(ho how)
You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)

I got taste buds,
I wanna hear bass when I make love,
I wanna hear some lyrics when I up,
Write rhymes to get me through a up, bitch!
whisky straight, no chaser,
Went through breaks, no flavour,
Till I found one, and made the,
Bass hook the drum, my saviour,
This is the comeback, tongue sharp like a thumbtack,
It's so James is saying give my funk back,
One track, track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band funk we claim with the digital,
I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me,
Throw your hands in the air you're hailing a taxi,
And move to the flow, you stepping? Are you drunk bro?
This is for my peeps and the freaks in the row.

You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)
You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love the people in the front row,
(ho how)

People don't if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the row, all covered in beer,
And club owners don't say 'the place is wrecked your fault',(uh huh)
If the is on fire it's an electrical fault,
Man I bet you all bolt, when I it live
Like night footy, in my hoody can hide I,
Gets live on the breaks son, pace one,
Lads, if heading to the bar grab your mates one,
Ladies come chill, come with me honey,
I got like a mill in monopoly money,
There's no stopping me honey, so you can my hand,
We can lay on the beach and count of sand,
Or take a to Japan, and drink saki with mafia,
Fly to Libya for Bacardi with Gaddafi a
date, followed by a funk show,
We'll rip off our and jump around in the front row.

You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)
You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the row,
(ho how)

me here, and I'm all yours, It's not for the money
and not for the applause, no
Oh no no (Its for the Nosebleed Section)

You know I looked around, for I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)
You know I around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love the people in the front row,
(ho how)
You I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)
(till fade)