Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Push

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

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

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

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

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

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

I want a lover but I can't the time
I a reason but can't find a rhyme
And I want to start static but I can't afford
To get slammed to the
I fell off my skateboard

Now a days is clear as you
Get strapped with protection or struck with disease Laughter, free
Anytime just call me
When your down Sublime, you get
Funky

Stolen from an Africa
I'll chase other bar
I saw my best friend
So, push 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 don't believe me I go on bust your lip

the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the man, it must be Sublime
Listen yellow lover yet it on time
We got cricket the quickness and the bass line

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