Luyện nghe bài hát Misdirected Hostility

Now, I'm not the type to just act I know
on an angle, puttin' on a show
Speakin' on nothin' you a stunt
tell you right here yo, I won't front
I cross the T's and skip non
Or else,

I cannot all the negative vibe merchants
Is all you have in you perchance
So much angst an' pain, it's so
You should take a tip the one, Frank Black
Play Pachinko, play some Parcheesi
Because all the angst shit is cheesy

It's the 311 bliss, too for pissed
Lyrics talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the men
that you fretted, we sport a high aesthetic

Here go rap kickin' the dazzled mathematic
(C'mon)
I am I am, mix some old school jams
tape 'cuz the party's in the crates, I scan
Step the realm, what you gonna do
Get the people somethin' funky to listen to

Misdirected hostility, what you got, see
Misdirected hostility, what you got, see
Misdirected hostility, what you got, see
hostility, that's what you got

It's rock, pop and lock, here's an example
Boulevard Chrome always ampin' your temple
get got in the age of hip hop
It's begun like stolen bikes on a blacktop
(C'mon)

to sing a lyric, immaculately concepted
No strain in game, if your game is respected
Come as you are, star
Drown out the hatred with a rhyme an' electric
(Yeah)

Dispatched when rap, shattered, the glass of access
May we turn some soul on their dances
You know the time and know the scoop
They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap

rhymes have been outmoded
Your rhymes have outmoded
Your rhymes have been
rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes been outmoded
So just quit your achin'
You're sayin' you're tortured
Give me a fuckin' and maybe
Take out the of your disparin'
do I mean? Kick the fuckin' heroin

I from experience
I didn't see clearly
Actin' a dunce in 1989
I was an' Jim Beam
But now 95 and I'm Ginseng

Misdirected hostility, what you got, see
hostility, that's what you got, see
Misdirected hostility, what you got, see
Misdirected hostility, that's you got