Luyện nghe bài hát The Nosebleed Section

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

This is for the that's loving the mix,
My people in the front, all in spit,
in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch,(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in bitch,
And we the funk leaders, punks you beat us,
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you need us,
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if your flavour),
Your flavour, get drunk with us,(wooooo!)
This turned out nothing like
I had planned, (why not?)
By now I had some land,
Some in my hand, round about fifty grand,
But I got nothing (nothin), I write on the bus,
I keep (sufferin); fuck the lines of the dust,
You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk (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 I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I in love with the people in the front row,
(ho how)

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

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

don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And in the front row, all covered in beer,
And owners don't say 'the place is wrecked it's your fault',(uh huh)
If the roof is on it's an electrical fault,
Man I bet you all bolt, when I it live
Like Friday footy, in my hoody can hide I,
Gets on the breaks son, like pace one,
Lads, if you're heading to the bar your mates one,
Ladies come chill, come rock me honey,
I got half 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 plane to Japan, and saki with mafia,
Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with a
Dinner date, followed by a show,
We'll rip off our tops and around 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 fell in love with the in the front row,
(ho how)

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

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