Luyện nghe bài hát They Call It

1]
Don't you it madly when it sleeps in your basement
On some gladly-pay-you-Tuesday-for-a-hamburger-today
And you love the way you can relate
To everything your favourite has to say about your hatred?
Get a hobby, now why wanna watch me
In some hotel lobby getting sloppy with this pillow built
Probably never be like 2Pac
But the local boys will my shit hard in their jukebox
Sitting here I'm not tipsy
Watching over sensitive hippies use my records for dog Frisbees
Be a good fishy
And book me a ticket to your city so your girlfriend will me
I'm the bee that came to the flower
Make a meal, borrow a towel and take a
It's love, in return they make bread
Pay dollars, make beds, catch buzz, give

They it love and I get plenty of it
The rich kids burn it, my broke dub it
They it hate and I get plenty of it
The snakes wanna put your name where their tongue splits
They call it and I get plenty of it
Give hugs to the public, put in the budget
call it hate and I get plenty of it
But they know who to call when want the party jumping

2]
We bust into your system, search through the
Opening to find why you love your residence
Puts your fists up or put your up
Advocate, act or get your fabric ripped up
They said like Like they didn't know me
Six foot three, mug and a simple flow
Like that? Like that! And a bottle of Jimmy
Peace, my name is Slug and I'm down the winning team
They kill my steam, I didn't care
Just lead me to the Phoebe with the pretty
Jumping up and down with the passion of a
Jester of the kingdom, see me 'em at the castle
is such an asshole! Nah I'm a dickhead
Stealing cigarettes the rest of the mislead
me, avoid me, do what you must do
But man up and understand why they love you

3]
Looking through your pinhole, who you insult?
Atmosphere get up in here, yeah, where'd grin go?
Got a full of nickels and quarters
For unsupportive cock smokers that wanna these waters
You hate to love it, keep changing up the
Still ain't saying nothing, we knew that you jump ship
Get back inside your magic pumpkin you
Cause all you got left in your is a big 'What if?'
No names, this to a flock of you
The fuck you gonna do when no watching you?
Sweep up the fuck-ups, tighten up the lug
Let your world with no concern for what Slug does
I'm not one, I'm just my mother's son
No regrets, show respect, what's done is
I understand why so discouraged
Now show your like it was when you was this moment

"We may not do this again, and maybe not give it to fellas again
So we hope you enjoyed to this album half as much
As we playing it for you, cause we had a ball"