Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Killa:
Yo, I be around this music, it's therapeutic
The fresh [?] of the day is so clear
When I walk, in my head, a voice that talks
In my ear I can hear so clear, you think I'm right?
I'm just the silent [?]
Out to the Westside my killer Cali gangstas ride and get the head
Yo son, I'm on the next in
Twist some [?] I'm guaranteed the right of his psalm before we
Throw the instrumental on it, [?] pattern of speech
[?] military arm ready to swarm, get your on
Drinks on the house tonight, ladies lookin'
Atmosphere and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves strong
want the red light on before we get on
An hour's too short [?], we got a songs

Man:
Yo I gotta be around music, it's therapeutic
my first blunt of the day to start the movement
I'm sittin' in the room with a view, there's always for improvement
So I grab my coat and go and it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the
She'll spot me in the lobby, find me in the free
Cop a 'Rari, the [?] in the of my seats
Tryna put me in a til' I wind up in the beast
That's the belly, how they tryna tell me when to eat
With a plate of food in my reach
My team dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same for a week
But now we livin' life, and such a good life I wish I could live it twice
I'd make [?] my wife
It's Wu-Tang Clan, always cheddar
Proper education, always correct

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