Luyện nghe bài hát Bush

David
Mama ain't got no cash, aint got no doe
So daddy went to my mama and started that hoe
Man it's hard times, ain't got shit
Nothin but billy clubs to they and they ass kicked
Heroin in vein, cocaine up in they brain
Man what you expect, America us pain
So fuck it, now we thugs, ??? mean
And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with slugs
I up fake gods, and Jesus don't look like us
Why y'all think we gon' and just don't give a hot fuck
Devil how you made us, ??? us up in the pen
Man we came out blind, why we goin back in
But God, I'mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these
Bush, I'm runnin' up in shit like a track meet
You murdered, up in Texas where is such a sin
The first month you in office you killin' again
But shit, we some niggas and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out the state moved us out to Death Row
Y'all may of, made us slaves but never us your hoe
God, you my pimp so start exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, preaches some rapin' fags
people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags
America ain't shit but home of the hot
hang us all by rope, then laugh and cut off our dick

Have y'all niggas ever about
All the things we been talkin'
in Mississippi
Down in
y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been bout
in Mississippi
Down in
Have y'all niggas thought about
All the things we been bout
in Mississippi
Down in