Luyện nghe bài hát They Call It

1]
Don't you love it when it sleeps in your basement
On some shit?
And don't you the way you can relate
To everything your favourite rapper has to say your hatred?
Get a hobby, now why they watch me
In some hotel lobby sloppy with this pillow built mommy?
never be global like 2Pac
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 little
And me a ticket to your city so your girlfriend will kiss me
I'm the bee that came to the flower
Make a meal, borrow a and take a shower
It's called love, in they make bread
Pay dollars, make beds, catch buzz, head

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

2]
We into your system, search through the evidence
Opening hoping to find why you your residence
Puts your up or put your chips up
Advocate, act adult or get your fabric up
They said like what? they didn't know me
Six foot three, ugly mug and a flow
Like that? Like that! And a of Jimmy Beam
Peace, my name is Slug and I'm down with the winning
They wanna my steam, I didn't care
Just lead me to the Phoebe with the hair
Jumping up and down with the passion of a
Jester of the kingdom, see me mack 'em at the
Sean is such an asshole! Nah I'm a
Stealing cigarettes from the rest of the
Enjoy me, me, do what you must do
But man up and understand why don't love you

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

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