Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Style

I to God if you fuckers fuck this up for the rest of us
you not get any pudding, none!

(Do you know why?)

The seventh of September was my of birth
I got to the clinic and I did the
Picked at the scabs until I made it
But I spit your girlfriend's favorite verse
At least now I know notices
the loud guy Southside of Minne-hopelessness
I try to celebrate life I can
Most I do it with a mic in my hand
Sean and Anthony Davis
Twin Cities, they act we famous
nameless in places like Vegas
So order up a round and over tip the
Got the in the place going ape-shit
faces at the radio stations
A love-hate
as if waiting for the preacher to sit down and let the choir take it
And I'm trying to the time of my life
for my stripes and climb a few flights
Try to keep the out of mind, out of sight
But some I'm to weak to fight, you got a
I stand beside every line that I
Wrote my rhymes just to find me a wife
And now that my half got me hemmed up
I'm out here rapping about the fuck
It don't matter as long as I mean everything set free from between these wings
I could write a new and drop my view point
Maybe up a hook and get a few coins
A real estate, to make us feel ok
I to keep faith and eat a decent meal today
Hey, and even if these don't pay me
I'ma find a way to the right hand pass the gravy
So special, to have met you
By this time tomorrow probably already forget you
Now gimme fifteen for the
And go tell your on your swim team I'm a jerk
Set it off, it stopped
The difference is now I'm eating better slop
Look at your boy mother, employed by
Trying to sure we all avoid the buzzards
Every scar I wear earned
Even the ones that I like to pretend I don't
But I question, cause God has vision
I'm no savior, I'm the recognants mission
Taught ya'll how to off tour
So thank me now and keep my name off
got the pony tail, I've got the rabbit ears
He's fly, I'm fly why they call us