Luyện nghe bài hát Great Day

It never really too much me
Cause I was too damn old to m.c
All that mattered is if your rhymes was ill
Girl, that's all that really mattered to me, oh

Looks like it's gonna be a day today
To get some fresh air like a on a straightaway
Hey you, got a nah, a Bud Light
Early in the morning, face crud from like a mud
here, it's just the way the cookie tear
Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Angle rookie year
The rocket scientist, a pocket wine list
Some even say he might some puss-psychiatrist
Doom, are you pondering what I'm
Yes, but why the darn thing be wandering?
She's a foundling, barely worth fondling
My posse's on raw really momma I to sing
Mad plays the bass like the race
Villain on the case to shards and leave her face scarred
dude, not to prove to be rude
But this stuff is what you might put on movie food
Uh, what is

Get it like a whuppin' you holla at your seniors
Dolla he can overhear the vena
He just came from there, the grass is greener
Last wish, I I had two more wishes
And I wish they fixed the to the matrix's mad fridges
Spit so many verses my jaw twitches
One thing party could use is more
Booze, put in your own shoes
And stay from all those pairs of busted Tims you don't use
He only 'em to decorate
If you peep him select a date
And bring a check like checkmate
I kid you not, on the line signed
Ever since a minor, kids considered him some of Einstein
On a mine grind, she was dumb fine
But not the type that you might want to wine and dine
Couldn't find a pen, had to think of a new
one he wrote in cold blood with a toothpick
On second it's too thick
His assistant said "Doom, you sick" he "True blue acoustics"
Psycho, his flow is in Lowry seasoning
With he's sound and right reasoning
Easy as Pi, point one four
One more one false move and done for