Luyện nghe bài hát C.u.l.t.

Came up livin
Tanked in a of uppercuts
Mommy was a
Got beat up in the name or relationshion-shutup bitch before I give you something to cry
Crying out crying out out crying out
I got a I came to make
Take a number, of lepers who'll
off a bridge if I mentioned living under
Never
Memorys burdens blacked out to clean
Underestimated, sold
now, u dont know
rah rah rah
Speaking blah blah
Call the cops? Is that a well do it
Already proved what I came to do with it
Law, lazy, last in line, loud,
in lime light lies
Temper, tactless
Tough, too hard, teased a ton
way too much,
Tainted tongues on tall tanned

Take a teaspoon of
10 to trigger trials

C.U.LT

Constantly large trains of thought
Im a girl from NY, also time on a farm
Got my break in a city where the angels came the fury of gods

Never with the weight of my start,
But took the pieces they left of me to a name for my art
pay attention sometimes
Cause when you force it upon them theirs is mine

Some of you can tell that I happened to make up
Got some kids to believe and then my own cuts
Livin is tough when you raised to survive
But I was and is why

C.U.L.T