Luyện nghe bài hát Anti-jackson Rap

I'd to say hi to all the girls in the balcony
my Brooke Shields doll out
Get my left glove on my hand
Are ya
I'm sick of Jackson
I'm tired of all
So is the Anti-Jackson Rap
I like his music
I he's a bum
So let's keep him out of the of the Sun
All right!

Now, Weird Al says, Michael, ya eat it?
I say take your brothers and beat it, beat it, it
Well, let me tell ya,
When push comes to
We know what Michael Jackson can do with that
Somebody throw him a
And one for Jean
Now light a for the sex machines
Shields, this one's for you!
Now, Shields says, Michael
Why do you me
Well, Michael his kisses
For his little Boy Georgie

Now, you can have the five
And all of that
be rockin' in the red
To keep our hopes
Now I hope he away
And comes to 'Zona
'Cause I'm the Salami
But he's the King
Now, the Jackson may
Maybe, just
But all the morning people
Hey, suck wind,

Oh, many, ya got my all dirty
Who don't you me, Boy George gonna hit you
Brooke, Brooke, they're pickin' on me Brooke,