Luyện nghe bài hát Anti-jackson Rap

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

Now, Al says, Michael, won't ya eat it?
I say take your brothers and it, beat it, beat it
Well, let me ya, everybody
When push comes to
We know what Michael Jackson can do with that
throw him a Pepsi
And one for Billie
Now a match for the sex machines
Shields, this one's for you!
Now, Shields says, Michael
Why do you me
Well, saves his kisses
For his little friend Boy

Now, you can have the five
And all of that
We'll be in the red
To our hopes alive
Now I hope he away
And comes to 'Zona
'Cause I'm the King
But he's the King
Now, the Jackson may
Maybe, just
But from all the people
Hey, wind, baby

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