Luyện nghe bài hát They Call It

1]
Don't you love it madly when it sleeps in basement
On gladly-pay-you-Tuesday-for-a-hamburger-today shit?
And don't you the way you can relate
To everything your favourite has to say about your hatred?
Get a hobby, now why they watch me
In some hotel lobby getting sloppy this pillow built mommy?
Probably never be global like
But the local boys will beat my shit hard in jukebox
Sitting here pretending I'm not
Watching sensitive hippies use my records for they dog Frisbees
Be a good fishy
And book me a ticket to your city so girlfriend will kiss me
I'm the bee that to pollinate the flower
a meal, borrow a towel and take a shower
It's love, in return they make bread
Pay dollars, beds, catch buzz, give head

They it love and I get plenty of it
The kids burn it, my broke people dub it
They it hate and I get plenty of it
The snakes always wanna put your name where tongue splits
They call it and I get plenty of it
Give hugs to the public, put plugs in the
They call it and I get plenty of it
But they know who to when they want the party jumping

2]
We bust into your system, search the evidence
Opening hoping to find why you your residence
Puts fists up or put your chips up
Advocate, act adult or get fabric ripped up
They said what? Like they didn't know me
Six three, ugly mug and a simple flow
Like that? Like that! And a bottle of Beam
Peace, my name is and I'm down with the winning team
They wanna kill my steam, I care
Just lead me to the Phoebe with the pretty
Jumping up and with the passion of a battle
of the kingdom, see me mack 'em at the castle
Sean is an asshole! Nah I'm a dickhead
cigarettes from the rest of the mislead
Enjoy me, avoid me, do what you do
But man up and understand why they don't you

3]
Looking through your pinhole, who you insult?
Atmosphere get up in here, yeah, where'd your go?
Got a sock full of nickels and
For unsupportive cock that wanna ripple these waters
You hate to love it, changing up the subject
Still ain't saying nothing, we knew that you would jump
Get back inside your magic pumpkin you
Cause all you got left in your is a big 'What if?'
No names, this pertains to a of you
The fuck you gonna do when no one's watching
Sweep up the fuck-ups, tighten up the lug
Let world turn with no concern for what Slug does
I'm not one, I'm just my mother's son
No regrets, show respect, done is done
I understand why so discouraged
Now show your like it was when you was this moment

"We may not do this again, and maybe not give it to fellas again
So we hope you listening to this album half as much
As we playing it for you, cause we had a ball"