Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Push

Stolen from an Africa
Chased out with a
With a face Bob Marley
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 could you be
And if I was Half
I'd Lord up above

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

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

Because the bars are open
And the time is 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 want a 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 is clear as you please
Get strapped with protection or struck with Laughter, it's free
Anytime call me 439-0116
When your down Sublime, you get
fresh

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

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

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

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