Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Push

Stolen from an Africa
out with a knife
With a like Bob Marley
And a like a motor-bike

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

If I was Bob
I said could you be
And if I was Pint
I'd ball up above

If I was Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a Boomtown Rat I be stayin' up all night
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 what I'd do?
I'd point that shit at the sky
And shoot Heaven on for you

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

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

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

Stolen an Africa land
chase that other bar
I saw my friend tonight
So, push me too far

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

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

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