Luyện nghe bài hát Blah Blah

way for the S O V

I say priorities, it just cost me
At Maccy D's at about half
What you on?
Quarter-pounder with
Chatting about me and

Now S O V, you
S O V, speak
S O V, just
Whatever don't talk with your mouth

That's discussing me
It's all
if it's not costing me
You're still dashing my name around the

all good though
Blup, blup publicity for
White midget, a huh fright
Somebody just dialed my

Is it for your
Is it?
Ha, for the way
That you use credit

If you go say I'm
Well, if I'm nobody why are you ringing me?
You drained your credit that's it
While my style, you's you're not it?

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it comes out the other
Repeating like you are a star
Live for your like reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All your words in my are turning into clutter
Repeating yourself you are a star
for your mother like reh reh reh rah

Your people want to classify me as an
What hear? What I'm a kind of specimen
Just because I be a Caucasian
mean me and him are the same

one I'm not American, two I'm not a man
Three I come into a different kind of plan
Setting the facts 'cause I know that I can
Will it ever wait I do the ultravan?

I don't fit into any
Why? I'm onto top the stars
out more lines than Bur berry
Then it will be a victim of 20

Make lick my saliva off the floor
That that's bad
When I in the door
Release my metaphor like O'

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it comes straight out the
yourself like you are a star
Live for your mother reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All words in my brain are turning into clutter
Repeating like you are a star
Live for your mother reh reh reh rah

I you know most about me over your Sunday roast
Or mid-morning cheese on
But when I out you're talking
It's all you start squawking

S O V, I never that
S O V, you you ain't white
S O V, I love your
Well, what the f*** you want a pound in the bank?

I'm 'cause I'm soon to be best friends
best friends comes the next Blahbarian
Let me only start
When preparing the new rhythm

Now everyday the kids
And oh God, I got posh people
The rich, the poor, the snobs, the
Oh, Blahbarians galore

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
In one ear and it comes out the other
Repeating yourself you are a star
for your mother like reh reh reh rah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
All words in my brain are turning into clutter
Repeating like you are a star
for your mother like reh reh reh rah