Luyện nghe bài hát Millenium Dodo

I only act an asshole
Why ya'll stay in back
Let the man
I can't what town this is
But I know that was a counterfeit
Hye bartender, a top jar
Gotta think about where to this cop car
I'm too slick, so your bullshit
I'm coolin in the corner with my custom stick
My grandad must've the jazz
When I you can hear my heartbeat snap
All around the world, its the bar
Wishin that the had some Gangstarr
to state, I chase fate
But my stereo ate all my tapes
So babydoll, you better up the attitude
Or you ain't make it with me
All the way to Baton
Call her mama, she make the pour
On 94', too high to the billboard
Got a room at the Western
The guy at the front desk like Les Nessman
Hush now, not a
the door, and lay your towel down
Ya'll run and figure out what its all about
While I try to find a cure for cotton mouth
I track of the miles I run
But the flask, say Southside, son
Took a sip through the hole of my ski
till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas
Speed pass, Millenium
I got my own lane, I wait for the popo
So order up another plate of
You talk so much, you makin my hurt
Dental inside of the glove box
locked on the classic rock
With the mirrorball, Escape From New York
Double parked of the court house
The windchill got a big ol
My fog all the windows up
Take a break the rotten grapevines
Fill the and then spank the state lines
Never make this mountain move, naw you're to lose
But I knew I could count on you
rounds on you (Is that true?)
Wash my off in the rain
this fish now, light the flame
I only claim whats in my
That's my and that's my name
Gotta wait till they the price
you catch a life
But we can spend half the night with the dashboard
(Is right?)
I'm just sayin if its all a game, you can hang pain
In the of fame
Don't make me explain, my crown and thats my name

The pick call me Ali Baba
I'm here to sell you some magic
You might me as Jacob and Malcom's father
in peace Eyedea and Sally Slaughter
Its like ya'll