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, there's a voice talks
In my ear I can so clear, you think I'm buggin' right?
I'm just contemplating the [?]
Out to the Westside my killer Cali ride and get the head right
Yo son, I'm on the flight in
Twist some [?] I'm guaranteed the right of his psalm before we
Throw the on it, watch [?] pattern of speech
[?] military arm ready to swarm, get party on
Drinks on the house tonight, ladies right
nice and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost want the red on before we get on
An hour's too short [?], we got a million

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 with a view, 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 spot me in the lobby, probably find me in the
Cop a 'Rari, the [?] in the of my seats
Tryna put me in a lineup til' I up in the beast
the belly, how dare they tryna tell me when to eat
With a of food barely in my reach
My shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same Pelle-Pelle's for a
But now we livin' life, and such a good life I that I could live it twice
I'd make [?] my wife
It's Wu-Tang Clan, always cheddar
Proper education, always correct

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