Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Push

Stolen from an Africa
out with a knife
With a face like Bob
And a mouth a motor-bike

Oh well, the bars are always
And the time is right
And if good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night and it

If I was Bob
I said could you be
And if I was Half
I'd ball Lord up

If I was Mike I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat I would be stayin' up all
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stupid
And if rhymes Valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a
You what I'd do?
I'd point shit straight at the sky
And shoot Heaven on for you

Because the are always open
And the time is right
And if good work goes unspoken
The music goes all night, and it

I want a but I can't find the time
I want a reason but can't find a
And I want to start static but I can't afford
To get to the ground
Like I fell off my

Now a is clear as you please
Get strapped with protection or struck with disease Laughter, it's
Anytime just call me
your down with Sublime, you get
Funky

Stolen from an land
chase that other bar
I saw my best friend
So, don't me too far

I'm run
Come with the new lyrics, get hit, get hip
slip you knuckle heads
Racism is on a serious tip
You believe me then I go on bust your lip

the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm man, it must be
yellow lover yet it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bass

People wanna come up and they wan' me
Smokin' crack cocaine better Sensi
Your're puffin' shit yo we're sick of it
Tweakin' every weekend and we just take it
Whoa-oh, we no wan'