Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Push

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

Oh well, the are always open
And the time is right
And if God's good goes unspoken
The music all night and it goes

If I was Bob
I said you be loved?
And if I was Pint
I'd Lord up above

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

If I had a
You know I'd do?
I'd that shit straight at the sky
And Heaven on down for you

Because the are always open
And the time is always
And if God's work goes unspoken
The goes all night, and it goes

I want a lover but I find the time
I a reason but can't find a rhyme
And I want to start some static but I can't
To get to the ground
Like I off my skateboard

Now a days is clear as you
Get strapped with protection or with disease Laughter, it's free
just call me 439-0116
When your down Sublime, you get
fresh

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

I'm run
down with the new lyrics, get hit, get hip
Don't slip you knuckle
Racism is scism on a tip
You don't believe me I go on bust your lip

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

People wanna come up and wan' tell me
Smokin' crack cocaine better Sensi
Your're puffin' that shit yo sick of it
Tweakin' every and we just can't take it
Whoa-oh, we no wan'