Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Love At?

1
Listen...
It's been
One fourth of a
And I ain't at all
'Cause I been
More bull than a
And ever
The of Plan B
Alotta think
It's been
and dandy
It can be
Minus all the
And all these underground
Wanna me
Yeah I admit I quiet
But off I'm tired
You got
fry it
Now motherlover
try it?
My an act of charity
And now
I'm forced to down
To your
Battle rap was an phrase
You to lose face
The whole sing thing
Was a loose
sing's a pen
Short for
S-G is
And is family
So Kuza
Which a loser
And if I see her
At my show
I'll her
of Styles'
Diss track was
Illustrait,
Boo, fat garbage
And praise the
The are kept minimal
And I diss
I say
Buck bein'
You for my autograph
Memorized my
Well last
You
And now you punks (Please...)
beef is suicidal
I hold the title
And I'm still your freakin'

Now where my at?
I'm askin' young
And all
If I phat
Now what you that?
Alotta are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' the track
you ball at

2
Alotta people
Us but some hate
And the
When you wit'
hatred's ungreat
Five
I met all of people
minds are simple
Some just grind your temple
can suck my ***
I'm sick it
Anonymous
And say kid did it
is
Since in the
Malique can't right
But that
This tight mate
Now am I
Or am I
The I do
With my is my right
Well sins
Why the highlight?
Now reporters stay
and rumors
Life is made
Sicker brain tumor
Friends turn to
Jelly duns is
Try to set me up
By me up with witches
Now even Joe thinks I'm
Cause I got odd
Sense of danger 40 yards
So I with bodyguards
I to God
If it wasn't for the
I've cause I've had
And done for the scene
the four elements
Key show
Foreign land
Now doin' a with Warren
is stormin'
Bum rushin' shows
But from the scene
had those
Now all up
Not one, yeah I love that
hip hop heads
Now where my at...?

(2x)
Now my love at?
I'm askin' cats
And all
If I ain't
Now what you call
Alotta are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' blast the
you ball at

3
Yo...
I got to let out
in two verses
So a third one
the curses
First is
make clear
And here
That I start ish
And stop until
eighth tear
Diss until your cheer
It's
The you pay
For thinkin' eternal patience
After squashin' beef with
I it'll be
Like no
Until I heard
Who on they demos
Not that
Go on the net
Phat Fam dissed by
Little kid
Who surf as a hobby
14 and
In real Phlowtron
stomp you on a daily basis
Alotta nerds
they wildin'
Keystylin' freestylin'
No timin', no
No production, no beats, pal
I write dope lyrics
Than come up wack freestyles
I write songs hearts listen
The start dissin'
Wit' stanky
I 'em farticians
Yeah I only
Few the namelist
Your overnight
Of gettin' famous is the
the best
He you back
You get
That's obsolete
Work the on your own
But until day comes
the bull ish
And all
And realize deep in your heart
That's where my at

(2x)
Now where my at?
I'm young cats
And all
If I ain't
Now what you that?
Alotta are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' the track
you ball at