Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Masta
Yo, I gotta be around this music, therapeutic
The first [?] 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 buggin'
I'm just contemplating the [?]
Out to the Westside my killer Cali gangstas and get the head right
Yo son, I'm on the next in
Twist some [?] I'm guaranteed the of his psalm before we reach
Throw the instrumental on it, watch [?] of speech
[?] military arm ready to swarm, get your on
on the house tonight, ladies lookin' right
Atmosphere nice and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves
Ghost want the red light on we get on
An hour's too [?], we got a million songs

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

Yo, bananas, Redman so
Chi-town know I'm the mic, nigga
One hit, and chicks 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 weed more greener Lou Ferrigno
My right-hand man hand on the
I crack these up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I'm
But with the heart to peel back your meat
Yo wifey want me to her wifey
Hit it, make the bitch at high speed
Doc