Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Masta
Yo, I gotta be around music, it's therapeutic
The first [?] of the day is so clear
When I walk, in my head, there's a that talks
In my ear I can so clear, you think I'm buggin' right?
I'm just the silent [?]
Out to the Westside my killer Cali ride and get the head right
Yo son, I'm on the flight in
some [?] I'm guaranteed the right of his psalm before we reach
Throw the instrumental on it, watch [?] pattern of
[?] military arm ready to swarm, get your on
Drinks on the tonight, ladies lookin' right
Atmosphere nice and warm, we like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost the red light on before we get on
An hour's too short [?], we got a songs

Method
Yo I gotta be around music, it's therapeutic
Like my first blunt of the day to start the
I'm sittin' in the with a view, there's always room for improvement
So I my coat and go and prove it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the
She'll me in the lobby, probably find me in the free
Cop a 'Rari, the [?] in the lining of my
Tryna put me in a lineup til' I wind up in the
That's the belly, how dare they tell me when to eat
With a of food barely in my reach
My shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
the same Pelle-Pelle's for a week
But now we livin' life, and such a life I wish that I could live it twice
I'd probably make [?] my
It's Wu-Tang Clan, collect cheddar
Proper education, correct errors

Yo, bananas, so gorilla
Chi-town I'm pimping the mic, nigga
One hit, and follow me like Twitter
Crack I talk, I like the mic [?]
The hit it, chicks swing wit' it
box niggas in like Dom King did it
I get dough, [?] for the sick
My more greener than Lou Ferrigno
My man hand on the pistol
I crack these up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I'm
But with the to peel back your white meat
Yo wifey want me to make her
Hit it, make the bitch hyphy at speed
Doc