Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here the drums
Here come the

in your face
Not an track
it good to the wood
So the people give you a dat
to the fax
That I and it stick
And it stay
Pointin' to the joint put the down

Goin' gettin' to the roots
Ain't it up
So me loose
But again I got a story
That's harder than the
of the holocaust
I'm 'bout the one still goin' on
I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum

From the base motherland, the of the drum
Invaded by the wack wack
the black, left us faded
King and chief had a big beef
Because of dat now I grit my
So a song to the strong
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

truss it
Can't it
Can't it
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Can't it

Kickin' wicked
a fortune teller
'Cause the done by Jack
Where at
and sold
For and the gold
in the back
For the man to mack

Now the story that I'm is glory
Little rock where be
this boat
No hope I'm
gang tackled
By the other swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, and blue, Jack and his crew
The guy's authorized beat for the brown

Man to the man, one so it teach one
to terrorize, sisters and every brother
One love who said it, I know Whodini it
But the hater hate
That's why we bang it
of the hand
When comin' from the left
I ain't just watch ya step

Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
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Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
truss it

An' I everyone, one by the one
Look here come the
it here he come now

I can only guess happ'nin'
ago, he woulda been
The ship's
Gettin' me bruised on a
What I got to lose, all contact
Got me layin' on my
Rollin' in my own
When I roll over, I roll over in somebody

90 days on a slave ship
'em fallin' off
1, 2, 3, 4 at a time
Blood in the and it's mine
I'm chokin' on feelin' pain
Like my brain chained
gotta give it what I got
It's hot in the day, it's in the night

But I thrive to survive, I pray to God to alive
My boils up inside
And that it, you think I'll every quit
Still I pray to get my hands
The neck of the man wit' the
3 months pass, they a label on my ass
To signify,
I'm on the

Sayin' 1555, how I'm
We been here
ain't the word
I givin'
got
Classify us in the
haves
'Cause it's all about

When it comes to
I'm gettin' mine
Here I am it over Sam
427 to the
Do you
That's why hard
For the black to the land
again

Bass in face
Not an eight
Gettin' it to the wood
So the
you some a dat
to the fax
That I kick and it
And it around

Pointin' to the joint, put the down
Goin', goin', gettin' to the
givin' it up
So turn me
But again I got a story
That's harder than the
Cost of the
I'm talin' the one still goin' on

I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum
From the motherland, the place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie
Fooled the black, us faded
and chief probably had a big beef
Because of dat now I grit my
So here's a song to the
'Bout a of a snake
And the went along wit dat

truss it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it

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Can't it
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